Текст Kevin Fowler – Our Love Is A Prison

A love that was made in Heaven
Now seems more like hell
And now we’re doing life here
In this four bedroom cell

We’ve been sentenced to a lifetime
Til death do us part
Our love is a prison
With velvet lined bars

I’m a third time offender
No chance for parole
There’s hard time we’re doing
Has taken its toll
Went from soul mates
To cell mates
We’re bound by these chains
Finding a world where
No love remains

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