So, you say you're a prisoner
Well, it don't belong to me
So, of whom are you a prisoner?
Should I tear them asunder?
Should I steal their thunder?
Lying here, cold on floor
Gives me the feeling that there isn't to be any more
You got the vision to draw a design on my heart
Come on down, my special friend
Come be the one to call me back into the dance
Bringing the colour of love back into the day