He puts on a face and walks out through the door,
What lies behind the mask - he's trying to ignore,
Inside he holds a child that one he used to be, but is no more,
She lives in a fairy tale; her life's not what it seems,
She's just a paper doll, like in the magazines,
Trying so hard to hide the bitter pain she feels, but it won't go away,
She knows that it's so real.
But there's nowhere to hide from what you feel inside,
Jesus is all we really need - he can release us and set the captives free.
He wants to tear down the walls,
Tear down the walls.
He walks up to the grave, in memory of the dead,
He thinks of all the things he wished that he had said,
So now he lives to bear the weight of all his guilt, within the confines of the walls that he has built.
But there's nowhere to hide from what you feel inside,
Jesus is all we really need - he can release us and set the captives free.
He wants to tear down the walls,
Tear down the walls,
Tear down the walls,
Tear down the walls.
But there's nowhere to hide from what you feel inside,
Jesus is all we really need - he can release us and set the captives free,
He wants to free us, if we would just believe.
And let him tear down the walls,
Tear down the walls,
Tear down the walls,
Tear down the walls,
The walls.
