On The Road Feat Swift - Carl Fontaine Lyrics

Great is the honour for I and I to flee from strife
Fighting fire with fire couldn't turn your wrongs to right... Oh no no
Countenance of one man brighten up another... Yeah, yeah
Iron sharpen with iron, in case you didn't know
Countenance of one man brighten up another [another]
Iron sharpen with iron.
Saying, my love can turn your hate around
My love can make your weak heart strong
But jealousy runs so deep and cruel as the grave [cruel as the grave]
But love is like a tree that blooms and never fades.
Will never fade, oh love will never fade
Never fade, oh love will never fade.
Saying, great is the honour for I and I to flee from strife
Fighting fire with fire couldn't turn your wrongs to right... Oh no no
Countenance of one man brighten up another... Yeah, yeah
Iron sharpen with iron, remember that, saying
Countenance of one man brighten up another [another]
Iron sharpen with iron.
My love can turn your hate around
My love can make your weak heart strong
But jealousy runs so deep and cruel as the grave [cruel as the grave]
But love is like a tree that blooms and never fades... Oh no no no
Never fade, oh love will never fade
Never fade, oh love will never fade... Oh no no no.
Great is the harvest but labourers are few
So if you ent got no love, something wrong with you
Great is the harvest, labourers are few
Got to give some love, yes, if love is to be given to you... Oh yeah yes, oh yeah yes
Countenance of one man brighten up another [another, another, another....]