Mrs.

it's a little misunderstanding that we have--
in a world that's too demanding, that's too bad.
she's a little Miss Understanding, Miss Empathy.
in a world that's too demanding: You set me free

that woman is a mystery,
an answer found in liberty--
i only wonder now if i've let go.
thanks-giving makes me cry a lot,
i'll stop and watch the world go on...
never know what you've got until it's gone

a chance to learn from my mistakes--and i do.
in a small world every heart breaks--i miss you.
every night i sleep she's wide awake i dream i see--
across the world where my heart aches...that you miss me

and if my little dream comes true,
I'll cross the world to be with you,
one Miss Understanding i can stand.
without her here i cry a lot,
like she says my life goes on--
and you'll never know what you've got until it's gone.

(never wanted this to end.
all i wanted is a friend.
never wanted to depend
on you, on you)

in this world full of smiles everyone is fake--as you can see.
you're only as real as the promises that you make, to me.
promise not to hurt me, promise me no lies.
just don't let the truth leave when that promise arrives.

you hear me plead don't go away,
you'll laugh and kiss me anyway.
wonder what it takes to change your mind.
you talk to me of right and wrong,
you'll laugh and leave me anyway...
never know what you've got until it's gone