Misguided (Lisa Morales) Looking into your eyes There's nothing there for me Mine are on fire But you can't feel the heat Don't you get too close Might feel too good Be the sufferer Live the artisthood Misguided Like a spoiled child My heart had hunger, but my love went wild Misguided, misguided Brain of confusion Loves me, loves me not Should I cry now Or will he call me up Scared to face what is real The unveiling takes time to heal Misguided Like a spoiled child My heart had hunger, but my love went wild Misguided, misguided Will it ever be real love Will it ever be calm Will I have to know myself To find someone? Hanging on But nothings there Heart pretends That he might care Tunnelvision when cupid shoots It hurts so much Just to face the truth Misguided Like a spoiled child My heart had hunger, but my love went wild Misguided, misguided Misguided, misguided © 1986 Hacienda de Morales BMI