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

Words and music by Dan Haseltine, Matt Odmark, Steve Mason, Charlie Lowell © 1997 BridgeBuilding Music (BMI)/ Pogostick Music (BMI). All rights reserved.