Prisoner - Ryan Adams

Free my heart

Somebody locked it up

Still waiting on parole

I can taste the freedom just outside that door

Same gray walls

Same great calls

I know my friends all know

Can’t keep it under control

I know our love is wrong

I am a criminal

I am a prisoner

I am a prisoner

For your love

There’s this one bird

Lands on the sill beside the bars

How can something born with wings

Ever know freedom to truly be free

Clock don’t know what your memories do

They’re stacking up beside the bed

I count 'em every night inside my head

If loving you is wrong

I am a criminal

I am a prisoner

I am a prisoner

For your love

If loving you is wrong

I am a criminal

I am a prisoner

I am a prisoner

For your love