[Verse 1]
I liked the one with the sky storm
The one with the abandoned barn
I heard you painted it in prison
Right before they took your brushes away

[Chorus A]
Michael, I don't know you
But I dream of you sometimes
To tell you the truth
I don't know what you did to deserve such hard times

[Verse 2]
I'd read to you on Sundays
Right before they took your visits away
I'd kept all the letters you'd send
The ones about being home again

[Chorus A]
Michael, I don't know you
But I dream of you sometimes
To tell you the truth
I don't know what you did to deserve such hard times

[Chorus B]
When you paint the pretty women
Do you see them in your cell?
When they take you out for field work
Do you hear the city bells?