Jars Of Clay - Frail
convinced of my deception
i've always been a fool
i fear this love reaction
just like you said i would
a rose could never lie
about the love it brings
and i could never promise
to be any of those things
CHORUS:
if i was not so weak
if i was not so cold
if i was not so scared of being broken
growing old
i would be
i would be
i would be
blessed are the shallow
depth they'll never find
seemed to be some comfort
in rooms i try to hide
exposed beyond the shadows
you take the cup from me
your dirt removes my blindness
your pain becomes my peace
[CHORUS]
frail