Strong like a lion, but fragile as a man in this journey I remain Calling for Zion, can you hear me wail I am ready I’m prepared From early age melodies are playing in my ears, I hear so clear sounds of music and I feel no fear, but now it's near- I free the child in me to break in tears, cause, My mama left this world when I was 15, on my own in Babylon rough years of teens bring a lesson, salvation through expression of a music possession and a song to long for I’ve been giving it all myself, no restrains on and on as I go so I grow from highs and lows you know, if I fall I rise in this life this ride music is my guide Strong like a lion, but fragile as a man in this journey I remain Calling for Zion, can you hear me wail I am ready I’m prepared Born in Jerusalem but have no fame slavery in my veins freedom in my name, I struggle to define success when I'm obsessed to pursue my music as my happiness But to make a living no guarantee no way to see any security, so be what meant to be I sing and trust Jah provides for me I’ve been giving it all myself, no restrains on and on as I go so I grow from highs and lows you know, if I fall I rise in this life this ride music is my guide Strong like a lion, but fragile as a man in this journey I remain Calling for Zion, can you hear me wail I am ready I’m prepared