Richard Thompson - I Misunderstood Lyrics
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I Misunderstood
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What Are The Lyrics For I Misunderstood By Richard Thompson?
She said "Darling I'm in love with your mind.
The way you care for me, it's so kind. Love to see you again, I wish I had more time". She was laughing as she brushed my cheek "Why don't you call me, angel, maybe next week Promise now, cross your heart and hope to die". But I misunderstood, But I misunderstood, But I misunderstood I thought she was saying good luck, She was saying good bye But I misunderstood, But I misunderstood, But I misunderstood I thought she was saying good luck, She was saying good bye Things I tried to put shine in her eyes Wire wheels and shimmering things Wild nights when the whole world seemed to fly She said "The thing that's so unique When we're together we don't have to speak. We'll always be such good friends, you and I" Oh but I misunderstood, But I misunderstood, But I misunderstood I thought she was saying good luck, She was saying good bye But I misunderstood, But I misunderstood, But I misunderstood I thought she was saying good luck, She was saying good I thought she was saying good luck, She was saying good I thought she was saying good luck, She was saying goodbye Oh, she was saying goodbye, Oh, she was saying goodbye Oh, she was saying, saying, saying, saying |
Who Wrote I Misunderstood By Richard Thompson?
Richard John Thompson
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What's The Duration Of The I Misunderstood By Richard Thompson?The duration of I Misunderstood is 5:13 minutes and seconds. |
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