Frail — Jars Of Clay

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