I am a prisoner in the prison of words I have no freedom no possessions of worth, I dont sleep on my pillow when im all alone, Try to wrestle with a reason and i miss my home, I miss my home. I've been working every hour god sends god knows I've broken my bones travelled the earth to its end, I dont no magazine to tell me me what feel, , I dont need no cheap tv to tell me whats real, I dont need a priest to tell me what i believe, I believe in melody. When you walk on your own i believe in melody, And when nowhere is home i believe in melody And when the nights are long i turn to you, You never see me wrong i believe in you. Mistakes, Mistakes Will be made, But the real importance Is in the lesson we take, I know i've made a few And although im not proud, We all need a little sleep from time to time, So i write it down, Then comes the words, Then comes a tune, Then come a melody, When you walk on your own. I believe in melody And when nowwhere is home I belive in melody.