| Lyrics |
J. Varnadeau, A.S. Foster Romans 14, Galatians 5:13-15 You like your fence a picket white With a gate that opens wide I keep mine brown the natural kind Not always pretty to the eye But I cannot demand that you would do the same And I don't have to like your choice or color of paint CHORUS '
Cause your fences are not mine My fences are not yours Why do we have them anyway I couldn't ask anymore from you Than to stay within the city of truth Why do we have them anyway These Fences You've set your boundaries I've set mine We've drawn the line You've kept your guard up I've kept mine We think we're safe inside Until we find the walls that once surrounded and protected Are the walls that now divide BRIDGE There is freedom within the city But there's so much more freedom when the fences are down
|