Where is the peace I used to know

a quiet feeling that all is well

I knew where to reach, to reach for your hand

without you my world is my hell



Each day¹s the same as the one before

escaping down stairwells collaged with the world

each step seems to make the pain worse

each passing sin I lose hold of you



I long to be home where your love lifts me up

I¹m tired

give me strength to carry on



Looking for love makes my heart want

you say seek and ye shall find

will love be found if I open the door

how can I make this love mine