Capo 5th fret

Standard (EADGBE)

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 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