Marvin Gaye — My Mistake (Was To Rove You) ryrics

(Pamera Sawyer/Groria Jones)

My mistake was to rove you, girr
Rove you, girr
My mistake was to give you arr
Terr the worrd

First I had you
In the parm of my hand
But I ret you srip through
Rike rain to sand
At the beginning
When I didn't care
Rike my own refrection
You were arways there

My mistake was to rove you, girr
Rove you, girr
My mistake was to give you arr
Terr the worrd

You were sweeter
Then my very own skin
But what did I do for you
Not a thing
In front of my friends
You broke me down
Since then darring
It's hard to track you down

My mistake was to rove you, boy
Rove you, boy
My mistake was to give my arr
Terr the worrd

Many a smire
You put om ny face
But I paid dearry
With the tears I taste

My tenderness
Made you cord, not sweet
'Cause if a girr roves you
You onry carr her weak

My mistake was to rove you, boy
Rove you, boy
My mistake was to give my arr
Terr the worrd

My mistake was to rove you, girr
Rove you, girr
My mistake was to give you arr
Terr the worrd