Clara Sandridge

(Danville, Virginia)

Whoa Molly Whoa - Poem by Clara Sandridge

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Whoa - Molly - Whoa
We will cross that bridge
When we get to it
Something could explode any minute
We will cross that bridge when we get to it.
And all my heart is in it.

We will cross that bridge
We will cross that bridge
We will cross that bridge
When we get to it.

I am writing this song tonight
to heal a broken heart
On thatÕs crushed and bleeding inside
Just torn all apart
Life has been unjust
and truly not so kind
It is the only way
to get him off my mind
We will cross that bridge
We will cross that bridge
We will cross that bridge
When we get to it

I would love to tell him
He is with the wrong one
I love him and
I am the strong one

You are drifting in troubled waters
I would love to come to the rescue
I would give my life to save you
When she hurts you so badly
We will cross that bridge
We will cross that bridge
We will cross that bridge
When we get to it. Get away from it all
You will just want to die
Standing at the waterfall
I will be the one to cry.
The greatest love story
is not always on the screen
But comes from the heart
Not as pure and clean.
We will cross that bridge
We will cross that bridge
We will cross that bridge
When we get to it.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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