These Ordinary Days

Not much for conversation
I still find need to pray
Sometimes I get tired of walking
Through these ordinary daysIf nothing else I get to see you
Even if we never speak
The harm of words though sometimes
We don't quite know what they really meanI don't know where
I don't know how
I don't know why
But your love can make these things betterAnd let me lay down in this field
Stare up at the sky
I hope the days and clouds turn into something
As they pass us byAnd maybe you could settle
For a skyline faded blue
I hope that you might settle
For this love I have for youI don't know where
I don't know how
I don't know why
But your love can make these things betterI don't know where
I don't know how
I don't know why
But your love can make these things betterI don't know where
And I don't know how
I don't know why
But your love can make these things betterYour love can make these things better
Your love can make these things better
Your love can make these things better