Sandy from Coming Home by The Family Township

Sometimes I wish I never met you,
I wish I looked the other way
Then I wouldn’t be so turned around
In the mess I’m in today

I’m so helpless,
Like a baby in your arms
One glance form a distance
And I’m forever in your charms

Hey, Sandy, don’t believe what I say
Let’s forget that we ain’t working out
And hit the road today

Let’s go out driving
Down them dusty roads
Sandy, you gotta take the wheel
Cause my heart is about to explode

Night after night it was fight after fight

Hey, Sandy, the sun sinks so low
Let’s swim past those breakers
To the spot that only you and I know
Oh, Sandy, my hands and heart are for you
But there ain’t a damn thing I can do

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