Prison

So tired of searching, and gazing above
I fell to prison for killing this thing called love
With nothing left to gain to lose
I learnt to live on abandoned side of world

I wish that I could run away
Though I wish that I could stay
To live without their promises
That love will come one day

Anything I give, they ask for more
To bottom I am bound
The ship is sailing to crash in fears
Of siren's farewell sound

Chorus:
With you, yeeeeeaaaaah
Calling out your name
I'm in prison cell with you

Author: Bojan Petrović