Peter Maffay

Sandy

Sandy

She came from the dark night, from the sea of the big city. Who was real they, I never asked them, I loved them.

I know only, she was called Sandy, my sun was they. She was called Sandy.

She entered and she stayed here. It was soon a part of me. If I was happy, or was helpless, she held to me.

I caught in to live, my sun was they. She was called Sandy.

She went away during that day, thus as if it it never gave. One evening, my room was empty, she never again came. I called her name Sandy, my sun was they. I called Sandy.

Sandy, Sandy, why you have done this. Sandy, Sandy, I searches you a life long.