Lletres: Hayward Justin (moody Blues). Doin' Time.

They tell me that the sun comes up every morningThey tell me that there's people out on the streetBut why is life so cruel (he's doin' time)They tell me man he tops the list in creationHe takes his place as uncrowned king of the worldBut why is man so cruel (he's doin' time)(ain't it a crime)
Oh Prince of peaceWe need you nowGive us a signTo 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 tooBut 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 worldHas lost its wayOn such a tornAnd troubled dayLocked 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 loveBut how can loveBut how can love be cruel (he's doin' time)(he's doin' time)