Текст песни Marit Larsen - Fences

In the heat of the battle He who hesitates is lost Every word is here on my tongue but Wont come out at any cost All of the achin' Yearnin' These fences We invent with what we say These fences Are growing taller every day These delicate fences On my mind and in my way Waiting for the dust to settle I'm waiting for another goal Is it time I realized now Forgiving me is not what you want All of the tossing Turning And these fences We invent with what we say These fences Growing taller every day These delicate fences On my mind and in my way In the heat of the battle
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