lost again
lyca's parents go away
over the valleys deep
they are lost again
arm in arm for seven days
they traced the desert ways
they are lost again
seven nights they sleep and dream
they see their child
captured in the desert wild
lost again
till before their way
a crouching
lion lay
follow me... he said
please weep not for the maid
in my palace deep,
your lyca lies deep asleep
they look in his eyes
his eyes filled with deep surprise
and wondering behold
a spirit armed in gold
lost again
on his head a crown,
on his shoulders down
flowed his golden hair.
lost again
gone was all their care.
lost again
and they followed
where the vision led,
lost again
and saw their sleeping child
among tigers wild.