Justin Hayward, "Doin' Time"
"They tell me that the sun comes up every morning,
They tell me that there's people out on the streets,
But why is life so cruel?
(He's doin' time)
They tell me, Man, he tops the list in Creation,
He takes his place as uncrowned king of the world.
But why is Man so cruel?
(He's doin' time, ain't it a crime?)
Oh, Prince of peace we need you now,
Give us a sign to show us how...
Locked in her room the lover mourns her betrayer,
(It's such a shame, he took the blame)
Seems even love possesses treachery too.
But how can love be cruel?
(He's doin' time,
He's doin' time, ain't it a crime?
It's such a shame, he took the blame.)
Seems this old world has lost its way,
On such a torn and troubled day...
Locked in her room
The lover mourns her betrayer.
(He's doin' time, ain't it a crime?)
Seems even love possesses treachery too.
(It's such a shame, he took the blame)
But how can love? But how can love?
But how can love be cruel?
(He's doin' time, he's doin' time)"
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