Your love confronts me
I can't resist you
Your touch is sinful
But your voice is my redemption song
I know your voice all too well
It is the shackles on my hands and feet,
It is the bars in this cell
But never did it cross my mind that I was trapped
That this prison was hell
My darling angel
It seems from heaven you fell
Your sweet sinful harmonious tones
Only heaven knows the power it hones
Only hell sings along in your song
As I sit in this cell trying to right this wrong
To no avail to no avail
I've been sentenced to this madness
And there was posted no bail
No freedom from love
No freedom to love
Jul 24, 2016
Jul 24, 2016 at 11:33 PM UTC
Your love confronts me
I can't resist you
Your touch is sinful
But your voice is my redemption song
I know your voice all too well
It is the shackles on my hands and feet,
It is the bars in this cell
But never did it cross my mind that I was trapped
That this prison was hell
My darling angel
It seems from heaven you fell
Your sweet sinful harmonious tones
Only heaven knows the power it hones
Only hell sings along in your song
As I sit in this cell trying to right this wrong
To no avail to no avail
I've been sentenced to this madness
And there was posted no bail
No freedom from love
No freedom to love
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