Sitting - Vanessa Littrell
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Sitting Lyrics
Sitting in a window, in a brightly colored dress
Woman of the world, her life is now a mess
I knew her once / She was a friend of mine
Sitting at a football game, popcorn in his lap
Man of a thousand laughs, couldn’t read a map
I knew him once / He was a friend of mine
Working at a grocery store, nails of painted red
Tried to be an actress, but nothing came of it
I knew her once / She was a friend of mine
Sitting in a laundrymat, children on his knee
Thinking of a better life, what he could never be
I knew him once / He was a friend of mine
But, oh, look how we’ve grown
Our plans, are not our own
We’re not, what we thought we’d be
Just look at me
Sitting on a park bench, the world just passing by
I’ve seen so many people, I’ve stopped wondering why
I knew them once, they were all friends of mine
But, oh, look how we’ve grown
Our plans, are not our own
We’re not, what we thought we’d be
Just look at me
Sitting on a park bench, the world just passing by
I’ve seen so many people, I’ve stopped wondering why
I knew them once, they were all friends of mine
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