"Romancing the Stone" by Eddy Grant

Im romancing the stone, never leaving your poor heart alone
Every night and every day gonna love the hurtin away
Im romancing the stone, never leaving your poor heart alone
Every night and every day gonna love the hurtin away

Tonight, tonight Im falling where the peaceful waters flow
Where the unicorns the last one at the water hole
I have found a love so precious, like an emerald so bold
Its a firelight escaping from the jewellers hold

Oh and in the heat of rapture when I feel the cold winds
blow
Through the broken glass, Ill see at last the sweet desire
in you
I will climb up on my pulpit and Ill preach a sermon, you
On the mountain roads, in Harlem, feel my jewellers hold