I dream of a comfort line Of a curly hair That leads to some weird land Where weaks can be strong And hopeful Who will follow me there I wonder And I still got my bags with me Just to carry things And to laugh at how heavily I try to be strong But I can't read the lines in my hand I think I'm working for the biggest cause Will you be there when I lose all hope With your tiger soul Your tiger soul And I still got my bags with me Just to carry things And to laugh at how heavily I try to be strong But I can't read the lines in my hand I think I'm working for the biggest cause Will you be there when I lose all hope I think I'm working for the biggest cause Will you be there when I lose all hope I think I'm working for the biggest cause Will you be there when I lose all hope With your tiger soul Your tiger soul With your tiger soul Your tiger soul Your tiger soul Your tiger soul Your tiger soul Your tiger soul