Jars of Clay
Jars of Clay
Jars of Clay
Jars of Clay
Jars of Clay
Jars of Clay
Jars of Clay
Jars of Clay
Jars of Clay
Jars of Clay
Jars of Clay & Ashley Cleveland
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
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
Blessed are the shallow
Depth they'll never find
Seems 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
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
I would be
Frail