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My friends say she's sophisticated and free. |
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Never fall for an outlaw like me. |
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Too high and refined. I'm just wastin' my time. |
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Forget her. |
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But I'm kinda caught in the web. |
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The lady has gone to my head. |
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I no longer cope. I'm a prisoner of hope, |
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Since I met her. |
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I'm a prisoner of hope. |
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Just tryin' to win. |
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The smile in her eyes, |
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The touch of her skin. |
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If she would just count me, |
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As one of her friends, |
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Somehow I know where, |
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The friendship would end. |
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With her in my arms and her by my side. |
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With her in my days and her in my nights. |
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Makin' up love out of pure fantasy. |
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Prisoners of hope never want to be free. |
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Yesterday I caught her in a glance. |
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More than a coincidence. |
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But she turned away as if to say, |
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I'm above it. |
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She says love's a trick of the night. |
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And it's all done with mirrors and lights. |
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When I act a fool like some kid back in school, |
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She loves it. |
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I'm a prisoner of hope. |
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Just tryin' to win. |
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The smile in her eyes, |
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The touch of her skin. |
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If she would just count me, |
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As one of her friends, |
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Somehow I know where, |
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The friendship would end. |
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With her in my arms and her by my side. |
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With her in my days and her in my nights. |
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Makin' up love out of pure fantasy. |
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Prisoners of hope never want to be free. |
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I'm a prisoner of hope. |
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Just tryin' to win. |
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The smile in her eyes, |
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The touch of her skin. |
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If she would just count me, |
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As one of her friends, |
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Somehow I know where, |
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The friendship would end. |