Winter's come
You say you're leaving
It doesn't make much sense now that you're gone
But I could risk a sorry
As a fool would not be so hearty
And maybe I could be your lion
One who foresees you walking out.
Spring had come
You I said you owe me
It does not make much sense to act full grown
As clouds became but parted
A return to where things started
As maybe I could be your lion
One who retreats when called upon again.
Peter Wolf Crier - Lion Lyrics
Peter Wolf Crier - Lion Lyrics
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Winter's come
You say you're leaving
It doesn't make much sense now that you're gone
But I could risk a sorry
As a fool would not be so hearty
And maybe I could be your lion
One who foresees you walking out.
Spring had come
You I said you owe me
It does not make much sense to act full grown
As clouds became but parted
A return to where things started
As maybe I could be your lion
One who retreats when called upon again.
You say you're leaving
It doesn't make much sense now that you're gone
But I could risk a sorry
As a fool would not be so hearty
And maybe I could be your lion
One who foresees you walking out.
Spring had come
You I said you owe me
It does not make much sense to act full grown
As clouds became but parted
A return to where things started
As maybe I could be your lion
One who retreats when called upon again.
Writer: Peter Marcello Pisano
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