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