and i'm a goddamn fool, but then again so are you
and the lion's roar, the lion's roar
has me singing out and searching for you
and i never really knew, what to do.



sometimes i wish i could find my rose mary hill
i sit there and look at the deserted lakes and i'd sing
and every once in a while i'd sing a song for you
that would rise above the mountains and the stars and the sea
and if i wanted it to, it would lead you back to me.