If you had known me back when I
had flown, or rather, touched the sky,
then you would know a different me;
a man who knew but victory.
But you must judge me as I am;
a lion not, but rather, lamb.
A lamb who cowers in the night,
paralyzed by lack of light.
Memories of my lion days
bolster me beneath your gaze.
And though at present I am low,
you're looking deep, my heart to know.
Your love is fuel for my ambitions,
because it comes with no conditions.
had flown, or rather, touched the sky,
then you would know a different me;
a man who knew but victory.
But you must judge me as I am;
a lion not, but rather, lamb.
A lamb who cowers in the night,
paralyzed by lack of light.
Memories of my lion days
bolster me beneath your gaze.
And though at present I am low,
you're looking deep, my heart to know.
Your love is fuel for my ambitions,
because it comes with no conditions.
