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• Artiste: Kris Kristofferson
• Titre: The Prisoner
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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. 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. 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 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