Sista, sista

by Beverly Knight

Sittin' alone with a head full of empty
playing with time that she just doesn't have dreamin'
that life is a stranger
that brings you flowers

Prayin' the dream is real
as she feels it is.
Dreams bring you anything

hoping that chance could bring you to the other sidewanting a future there
feeling that love affair with the other side

sista sista better run better
fly better weather on the other side

sista sista stand up tall
don't you ever
fall sista sista can't you hear my call over the
bridge turning right at the 
stop sign lives a woman who thinks
as you do watchin' the world
thru the glare of a T.V. screenwonderin' what's
round the corner for you I would give
anything knowing that chance could bring me to the
other sidesoon as my thoughts are
clear one day I'Il see you there on the
other side