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
. . .