the lion reared its head and is now sleeping on the trail and it dreams of wild fruit all raw and uncovered in the real and it dreams of me and i am laying under blankets of skin and i lay dreaming in the voice of friends yes i m gonna love you till you re real till you are inside of me and i feel the things you feel yes i m gonna love you till you re gone always on why should i train my eye on such high flying fruit why can t i settle for some moments though they may be few i am dreaming of a love i ll never find cause it s deep within the dark and my hands are flying black with sparks yes i m gonna love you till you re real till you are inside of me and i feel the things you feel yes i m gonna love you till you re gone always on