Testo di Sore

There must be some sort of misunderstanding It was never my intention to do you wrong Rumours made you leave Out of reach for me So much further away now you're almost gone Here we are now Making each other cry Where could this lead us but down In the morning light Nothing seems so right I don't know what they have told you But trust in me Are your feeling sore Reaching out for more May be what we had be come was not meant to be Here we are now Making each other cry Where could this lead us but down It's up to you to decide It's up to you to decide