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All I want is a little peace But there's no peace for me-- You'd think the battle I call my life Would drive me to my knees. But Lord I am so tired And 'tho my will is strong Sometimes I feel too tired-- Too tired to go on. Peace is just an illusion-- A forgotten about dream 'Cause there's not a day that passes I don't feel the need to scream. I just want some quiet-- More than an hour or two But there's no peace in sight And I'm too tired to feel blue. So I just sit here waiting As each day comes and goes Yes somedays pass quite quickly But Lord, somedays pass so slow. I know the battle will end someday I guess I'll have to wait And hope the love that's in my heart Won't someday turn to hate. Dear Lord if you are listening Please give me the strength to go on And with your love and mercy Please help me to be strong. For with only you can peace be found Though now it's lost to me But with your love comes mercy And someday I'll be free.
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