Misunderstood
3 O''clock In The Night I
was
weeping
And You Thought That I
was Sleeping
You Sa
w Blood Pouring Out Of My Hand
And You Thought It Might Have Been Some Accident
You Sa
w Me Nearby
wherever You
went
And You Thought It
was Just Co-Incidence
Day And Night You Ruled My Imagination
And You Thought It
was Just Infatuation
Tensed And Dumb In Front Of You I Lay
And You Thought I Got Nothing To Say
when I Needed You I Cried In Pain
And You Thought I
was Lying Again
Hiding My Tears I Tried To
walk Tall
And You Thought I Didn''t Cry At All? . . . |''!''|