The Lion and The Lamb
There was a girl
with skin like mother-of-pearl
Had not a thing
But a gift, a talent to sing
There was a boy
of battles, and legends like Troy
Travelled from very far
for days and through nights under stars
CHORUS:
I pray God, take my hand
Take my life and make it grand
At least help me understand
why a lion can't love a lamb
One day in sweet September
Fate led the two in a dance
Charmed by her voice, she by his face
They fell in love quite by chance
CHORUS
Love is a song
But few can sing it for long
She should have known
She'd be left to sing it alone
