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A married woman with a child fantasizes about leaving for the man who pays attention to her down the block but knows she must stay in her situation and make peace with it.
ANDRE(Revised) © Witzel/ Jones Lyrics by Susan Witzel
Got a pretty lot on a dead end block with two cars in the garage-
My husband?s tossin? a ball with our little doll by the swing set in our backyard
And I?m looking out my window -toward your end of the street
You?re raking up the autumn leaves- I?m crumbling with defeat
You always wave hello- when I come walking by
We don?t say too much, I know ?No, we say something with our eyes?
Well I?m holding on to what I know, it?s the right choice- yes, I?m sure
Oh, Andre, Oh, Andre? Sometimes I wish for more, I wish for more
Family dinners and rented videos fill the empty space
And my daughter laughing on her daddy?s knee still puts a smile on my face
And I?ll be looking out my window- toward your end of the street
?Til I see you with another, and I know your life?s complete
And I?ll run to check the mail when I know you?re outside
We don?t say too much at all- we say something with our smile?.
Well I?m holding on to what is safe, it?s the right choice- yes, I?m sure
Oh, Andre, Sweet Andre? Sometimes I wish for more, I wish for more
You see there?s a part of me that truly loves my husband
I just wish the sparks would fly when he wants me to want him?.
Guess I?m lucky he 's been good to me- He?s a good man, yes I?m sure-
Oh Andre, beautiful Andre, I should count my blessings Andre,
But sometimes I wish for more, I wish for more,
Andre I wish for more-
I wish for more?
Got a pretty lot on a dead end block with two cars in the garage
My husband?s tossing a ball with our little doll by the swing set in our back yard?