Fruits of My Labor
Bill Giant
Writers
Bernie Baum, Ethel Lee, Florence Kaye
Deal Type
Admin
Lyrics
You were a broken blossom
love had trampled on
I gave you care and shelter
But no your bloom had gone
Now where are the seeds of love
I planted tenderly
Where is the harvest
I would reap
when your lips were ripe for me
Like grapes of wine
I long to flavor
Where are the fruits of my labor
With hopeful eyes I waited
Day by day I yearn
But still your heart stayed empty
Yielding no return
Now where are the seeds of love
I planted tenderly
Where is the harvest
Where is the harvest
I would reap
when your lips were ripe for me
Like grapes of wine
I long to flavor
Where are the fruits of my labor
Now where are the seeds of love
I planted tenderly
Where is the harvest
I would reap when your lips were ripe for me
Like grapes of wine
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