I dream of the warm summer, when I can be like a monkey again.... jumping among branches....
A Place called Rolia
Our life may be a rootless one
And we each may travel on different courses
But you have given us a gathering place
And you’ve been a stable force
When loneliness becomes immense and unbearable
You are always faithfully there
When the world is harsh on us
You are always showering us your loving care
When confusion forces us down
When nothing seems to make sense
You are here to repair and restore
Our manliness and confidence
Yes, we all have other resources
They are wonderful and true
Yet there are times when all can be gone
And all we have is you.
A Place called Rolia
Our life may be a rootless one
And we each may travel on different courses
But you have given us a gathering place
And you’ve been a stable force
When loneliness becomes immense and unbearable
You are always faithfully there
When the world is harsh on us
You are always showering us your loving care
When confusion forces us down
When nothing seems to make sense
You are here to repair and restore
Our manliness and confidence
Yes, we all have other resources
They are wonderful and true
Yet there are times when all can be gone
And all we have is you.