The prisonerhoward jonesyou have watched me, safe in your anonymityi have dreamed you, held in your securitysome people believe a photograph traps your mortal soulyour eyes were the camera and you've take holdand you captured mei need you to take controli am a prisoner of no confidenceyou've entered me now make me wholeevery place i go i feel your lenses trained on methis distant concentration takes away my energyyour image burns it's negativebehind my waking eyesthen the night comes and you stalk your prizeand you captured mei need you to take controli am a prisoner of no confidenceyou've entered me now make me wholesome people believe a photograph traps your mortal soulyour eyes were the camera and you've taken holdand you captured mei need you to take controli am a prisoner of no confidenceyou've entered me now make me wholefrom: "susan gornati" <suxxxann@hotmail.com>