The stones we stack, so cold and gray,
Mending walls that block the way.
Bricks of doubt and fear we hold,
Barriers built, a story told.

Love, takes them down, with a gentle hand,
Let sunlight in, across the land.
Open the gate, let freedom ring,
Where trust can bloom, and spirits sing.

No longer strangers, heart-to-heart,
Love's tender touch, a brand new start.
When love takes down these mending walls