Run like a race for familynWhen you feel like you're alonenThe rusty gears of morningnAnd faceless, busy phonesnWe gladly run in circlesnBut the shape we meant to make is gonennAnd love is a tired symphonynYou hum when you're awakenAnd love is a crying babynMama warned you not to shakenAnd love's the best sensationnI'll remember lion's manennSo I'll clear the road, the gravelnAnd the thornbush in your pathnThat burns a scented oilnThat I'll drip into your bathnThe water's there to warm younAnd the earth is warmer when you laughnnAnd love is the scene I rendernWhen you catch me wide awakenAnd love is the dream you enternThough I shake and shake and shake younAnd love is the best endeavornWaiting in the lion's mane