There’s a fine line
Between contentment and greed
Between the things that I want
And the things that I need
Between «enough is enough»
And where desires feed
It’s a fine line
How do I live with so much
Here with the spoil of the blessed
And not abandon this boat
For the sea of excess
To aspire to great things
Yet be filled with humbleness
It’s a fine line—Oh yes, it’s a fine line
Chorus
So where do I walk, Where is my place
The straight and the narrow
The road of grace
Holdin’ fast to You, Walkin’ at Your pace
Walkin’ on the fine line
Walkin’ on the fine line
Walkin’ on the fine line
There’s a fine line
Between taking bread with a lost man
And being consumed by his way
While reaching out in love
Temptation’s right at your door
Guard what you’re thinkin’ of
It’s a fine line
When I hide my eyes
From the darkest of our life’s insanity