I'm romancing the stone never leaving your poor heart alone Every night and every day gonna love the hurt' it 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 . . .