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Letras:Mary Black. I Misunderstood.

He said, darling, I'm in love with your mind
The way you care for me, it's so kind
Love to see you again, wish I had more time

He was laughing as he brushed my cheek
Why don't you call me, baby, maybe next week
Promise now, cross your heart and hope to die

But I misunderstood, but I misunderstood, but I misunderstood
I thought he was saying good luck, he was saying goodbye
But I misunderstood, but I misunderstood, oh, I misunderstood
I thought he was saying good luck, he was saying goodbye

Things I tried to put shine in his eyes
Wire wheels and shimmering things
Wild nights when the whole world seemed to fly

He 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

But I misunderstood, but I misunderstood, but I misunderstood
I thought he was saying good luck, he was saying goodbye
But I misunderstood, oh, I misunderstood, I misunderstood
I thought he was saying good luck, he was saying good

I thought he was saying good luck, he was saying good
I thought he was saying good luck, he was saying goodbye

He was saying goodbye, he was saying goodbye
He was saying goodbye, saying goodbye
He was saying goodbye, oh, he was saying goodbye
He was saying goodbye, oh, he was saying goodbye