You have watched me, safe in your anonymity
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I have dreamed you, held in your security
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Some people believe a photograph traps your mortal soul
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Your eyes ARE the camera and you've TAKEN hold
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And you captured me
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I need you to take control
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I am a prisoner of no confidence
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You've entered me now make me whole
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Every place I go I feel your lenses trained on me
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This distant concentration takes away my energy
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Your image burns it's negative
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Behind my waking eyes
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Then the night comes and you stalk your prize
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And you captured me
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I need you to take control
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I am a prisoner of no confidence
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You've entered me now make me whole
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Some people believe a photograph traps your mortal soul
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Your eyes were the camera and you've taken hold
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And you captured me
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I need you to take control
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I am a prisoner of no confidence
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You've entered me now make me whole
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THE PRISONER
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| Howard Jones |
