The Icicle works - Reaping the rich harvest • correction
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When day is done, wind in my sails
With confidence, how could we fail
Fingers can pass through fire
And somehow not get burned
Hang your hopes upon, all you've learned
refrain:
Only when I find you,
Will I use your lines for guidance,
Will I subsequently fumble,
Through the reasons to be gained,
Bind me up with promises, lend me to the wisdom of your ways,
Will you find it in yourself,
To reap the richest harvest then...
Those aisles are long
With wisdom worn
And it was here
Our love was born
refrain
Reap the richest harvest once again