Description
A lonely lion roams the land, His mane so fierce, his eyes so grand. He walks alone, no pack to lead, No cubs to nuzzle, no mate to breed.
His roar echoes through the empty plain, But no reply comes back again. The wind is his only company, As he searches for some harmony.
He longs for love, he longs for friends, But fate has dealt him cruel ends. He stands so proud, so strong, so tall, But in his heart, he feels so small.
He wonders why he's all alone, His thoughts aching, his spirit prone. He yearns for comfort, he yearns for care, But all he finds is a cold, bleak air.
Yet still he roams, his heart so brave, Hoping that one day he will save, A soul as lonely as his own, And no longer feel so all alone.
So if you hear his mighty roar, Just know that deep within his core, He longs for love, he longs for peace, And his loneliness will one day cease.