You're a man of sorrow
You're a man of passion
Your love is deep, your love is wide
You're still so into her
It's evident, please don't deny.
Your misinterpretations trouble me
Your sorrow scares me
Your love is thick, your love is strong
Your eyes are still set on her
It's evident, please don't deny
Your arms are still wide open for her return
Your heart craves
Your sorrow grips
What more can I say?
What more can I say?
I'm not demanding anything from you
All I have is some little understanding of you
I'm just a fan of all I know of you
Please don't misinterpret me, Mr. Weary Heart.
Mar 16, 2014
Mar 16, 2014 at 3:44 PM UTC
You're a man of sorrow
You're a man of passion
Your love is deep, your love is wide
You're still so into her
It's evident, please don't deny.
Your misinterpretations trouble me
Your sorrow scares me
Your love is thick, your love is strong
Your eyes are still set on her
It's evident, please don't deny
Your arms are still wide open for her return
Your heart craves
Your sorrow grips
What more can I say?
What more can I say?
I'm not demanding anything from you
All I have is some little understanding of you
I'm just a fan of all I know of you
Please don't misinterpret me, Mr. Weary Heart.
