Текст песни Jars Of Clay - Truce
Jars Of Clay - Truce слова песни
Faultless in the eyes that I could never open wide enough to see me throughMuch to my surprise it never orbits around the things you should hold me toI stand here...wonderingAnd I`m waitingChorus:My ear is twisted in all the thoughtsA glimpse of truce just becauseIt`s always almost never closeI close my eyes, hide the distanceEnchanted by the face of peace and when it turns to sunken eyes and waterfallsUnsatisfied with simple things entangled in the chords, I can`t take any callsI stand here waitingI`m calling[Chorus]Waiting around for some kind of peaceHoping you find me in my needMy ear is twistedIt`s always almost[Chorus]