Truce — текст песни (Jars Of Clay)

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]