Chris Eaton Harvest Years
Look at our world Caught in a trap We have to face the consequence Of holding our love back Not enough love Time after time We say responsibility, surely can't be mine I can't wait, I can't wait For the healing to begin in you and I Make way for the harvest years Where the daughters and sons come together as one Make way for the harvest years Where the fields are ready for the gathering of love Where the fields are ready for the gathering of love Shattering dreams, wars carry on We can't turn and walk away As if there's nothing wrong Feel my soul burning like a fire We can keep this dream alive And lift His name so high Don't be afraid, it's not too late For the healing to begin in you and I Make way for the harvest years Where the daughters and sons come together as one Make way for the harvest years Where the fields are ready for the gathering of love Where the fields are ready for the gathering Think for a minute Listen for a minute What you and I can sacrifice for the harvest years, the harvest years Make way for the harvest years Where the daughters and sons come together as one Make way for the harvest years Where the fields are ready for the gathering of love Where the fields are ready for the gathering of love Yeah, the fields are ready for the gathering of love Make way for the harvest years We can keep this dream alive If we lift His name on high We can keep this dream alive If we lift His name, if we lift His name Don't be afraid It's not too late It's not too late It's not too late Written by Chris Eaton © Longitude Music Co. obo Clouseau Music Musicians: Programmed by: Tommy Simms Bass: Tommy Simms Guitar: Dann Huff Technical assistant to Tommy Simms: Danny Duncan Background vocals: Chris Eaton, Chris Rodriguez, Michael Mellett