These Ordinary Days

(álbum: The Eleventh Hour - 2002)

Not much for conversation
I still find need to pray
'Cause 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 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
And 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

Don't know where
I don't know how
I don't know why
But your love can make these things better

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
Your love can make these things better