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SINGER: Jars Of Clay
SONG:These Ordinary Days
Not much for conversation, i still find need to pray. sometimes i get tired of walking through these ordinary days. if nothing else i get to see you even when we never speak. the harm of words is sometimes we don't quite know what they really mean. I don't know where, i don't know how. i don't know why, but your love can make these things better. Let me lay down in this field and stare up at the sky. i hope the days and clouds turn into something as they pass us by. maybe you could settle for a skyline faded blue. i hope that you might settle for this love i have for you. I don't know where, i don't know how. i don't know why, but your love can make these things better. Your love can make these things better. your love can make these things better.
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