The Prisoner - Kris Kristofferson

Written by：K. Kristofferson

I'm thanking you for opening my eyes so clear

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

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 its still too frightened to be free

I feel so much older now and wiser

Ain't it sad how lonesome that can be

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 its still too frightened to be free

I feel so much older now and wiser

Ain't it sad how lonesome that can be