Mis
understood
3 O''clock In The Night I Was Weeping
And Yo
u Tho
ught That I Was Sleeping
Yo
u Saw Blood Po
uring O
ut Of My Hand
And Yo
u Tho
ught It Might Have Been Some Accident
Yo
u Saw Me Nearby Wherever Yo
u Went
And Yo
u Tho
ught It Was J
ust Co-Incidence
Day And Night Yo
u R
uled My Imagination
And Yo
u Tho
ught It Was J
ust Infat
uation
Tensed And D
umb In Front Of Yo
u I Lay
And Yo
u Tho
ught I Got Nothing To Say
When I Needed Yo
u I Cried In Pain
And Yo
u Tho
ught I Was Lying Again
Hiding My Tears I Tried To Walk Tall
And Yo
u Tho
ught I Didn''t Cry At All? . . . |''!''|