Kris Kristofferson - The Prisoner
I’m thanking you for opening my eyes so clear
And sweeping old illusions from my soul
But most of all for turning something simple and sincere
Into somethin’ jaded and as jive as rock n’ roll.
Chorus:
Ain’t you always looked at lovin’ like a four letter word
That I made up to make you ill at ease
I fought to free you from your castle of despair
’til I saw the prison wall was me
See the soul who calls itself a prisoner
’cause it’s still too frightened to be free
I feel so much older now, and wiser
Ain’t it sad how lonesome that can be.
Chorus:
Ain’t you always looked at lovin’ like a four letter word
That I made up to make you ill at ease
I fought to free you from your castle of despair
’til I saw the prison wall was me
Chorus:
Ain’t you always looked at lovin’ like a four letter word
That I made up to make you ill at ease
I fought to free you from your castle of despair
’til I saw the prison wall was me