Jars of Clay

Not ^C much for conver ^G sation
I ^C still find need to ^G pray
Sometimes I ^C get tired of ^G walking through
These ^D ordinary ^Em7 days
If nothing ^C else I get to ^G see you
Even ^C if we never ^G speak
The harm of ^C words is sometimes w ^G e don't quite know
^D What they really ^Em7 mean
I don't know ^C where ^G
I don't know ^C how ^G
I don't know ^C why ^G
But your love can ^Em make these things better
Let me ^C lay down in this ^G field
And s ^C tare up at the ^G sky
I hope the d ^C ays and clouds turn i ^G nto something
^D As they pass us ^Em7 by
^C Maybe you could s ^G ettle
For a s ^C kyline faded ^G blue
I h ^C ope that you might s ^G ettle for
this l ^D ove I have for ^Em7 you
I don't know ^C where ^G
I don't know ^C how ^G
I don't know ^C why ^G
But your love can ^Em make these things better ^G