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These Ordinary DaysArtist: Jars Of ClayAlbum: The Eleventh HourJars Of Clay The Eleventh Hour These Ordinary Days
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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 if we never speak The harm of words though sometimes We don't quite know What they really mean [chorus] I don't know where I don't know how I don't know why But your love can make These things better [verse] So 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 And maybe you could settle For a skyline faded blue I hope that you might settle For this love I have for you [chorus 3x] Your love can make these things better Your love can make these things better Your love can make these things better Mushroomhead: These Filthy Hands Kasey Chambers: These Pines На сайте функционирует система коррекции ошибок. Обнаружив неточность в тексте, выделите её и нажмите Ctrl+Enter.
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