I'm romancing the stone never leaving your poor heart alone
Every night and every day gonna love the hurtin' away. I'm romancing the stone never leaving your poor heart alone . . . Tonight tonight I'm falling where the peaceful waters flow
Where the uniconi's the last one at the water hole. I have found a love so precious like an emerald so bold
It's a firelight escaping from the jeweller's hold. I'm romancing the stone never leaving your poor heart alone . . . I'm romancing the stone never leaving your poor heart alone . . . Oh and in the heat of rapture when I feel the cold winds blow
Through the broken glass I'll see at last the sweet desire in you. I will climb up on my pulpit and I'll preach a sermon you. On the mountain roads in Harlem feel my jeweller's hold.
I'm romancing the stone. never leaving your poor heart alone . . .