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....]