Alone from night to night you’ll find me,
Too weak to break the chains that bind me,
I need no shackles to remind me,
I’m just a prisoner of love!

For one command I stand and wait now,
From one who’s master of my fate now,
I can’t escape for its too late now,
I’m just a prisoner of love!

What’s the good of my caring,
If someone is sharing those arms with me!
Although he has another,
I can’t have another, for I’m not free!

He’s in my dreams awake or sleeping,
Upon my knees to him I’m creeping,
My very life is in him keeping,
I’m just a prisoner of love . . .

What’s the good of my caring,
If someone is sharing those arms with me!
Although he has another,
I can’t have another, for I’m not free!

He’s in my dreams awake or sleeping,
Upon my knees to him I’m creeping,
My very life is in him keeping,
I’m just a prisoner of love . . .