Icicles - Jasmine Rodgers

Over mountains

Over all the shores

My soul flies to find yours

To find yours

To find yours

I have been lost

For such a long while

I will be flying ever so high

Ever so high

Ever so high

Oh, gracious

How sweet to find

The loved ones

The meeting of minds

I will be finding out just where to find you

Over mountains, just where to find you

Oh, icicles will melt when I have found you

And the water into the sea will flow

And I will pray once again when I have found you

And we will melt the snow

And we will melt the snow