Sandra

She can see right through me
She knows what I'm about
To Sandra there is no doubt

And I can see right through her
I know it is absurd
Still the answer is overheard

She'll stay in her lane
And I'll stay in mine
We're acting like it's alright, fine

She's got her reasons
And I've got my pride
So the answer stays out of sight

When I won't talk to Sandra, Sandra
Something is wrong
But I gotta hold on
I won't talk to Sandra, Sandra
[but?] Sandra won't talk to me

She'll stay in her lane
And I'll stay in mine
We're acting like it's alright, fine

I know she's got her reasons
But I've got my pride
So the answer stays out of sight

When I won't talk to Sandra, Sandra
Something is wrong
But I gotta hold on
I won't talk to Sandra, Sandra
[but?] Sandra won't talk to me

And when she moves down
[Beneath the misty wall/believe the missed you all?], I say
Let it all shine
And when she moves down
[Beneath the misty wall/believe the missed you all?], I say
Let it all shine

Something is wrong
But I gotta hold on
I won't talk to Sandra, Sandra
[but?] Sandra won't talk to me

Something is wrong
But I gotta hold on
Sandra, Sandra
[but?] Sandra won't talk to me