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 through
Much to my surprise it never orbits around the things you should hold me to
I stand here...wondering
And I`m waiting
[Chorus:]
My ear is twisted in all the thoughts
A glimpse of truce just because
It`s always almost never close
I close my eyes, hide the distance
Enchanted by the face of peace and when it turns to sunken eyes
and waterfalls
Unsatisfied with simple things entangled in the chords, I can`t
take any calls
I stand here waiting
I`m calling
[Chorus]
Waiting around for some kind of peace
Hoping you find me in my need
My ear is twisted
It`s always almost
[Chorus]