Lyrics Marit Larsen

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