There's a place that I know
where the sycamores grow
and daffodils have their fun
Where the cares of the day
seems to slowly fade away
in the glow of the evening sun
Peace when the day is done
If I go there real late
let my mind meditate
on everything to be done
If I search deep inside
let my conscience be my guide
then the answers are sure to come
Don't have to worry none
Life's sweet seed when it grows
like a big yellow rose
yes in the end comes undone
But that sweet smelling thing
will blossom next spring
with the kiss of the mid-day sun
Living has just begun
When you find peace of mind
leave your worries behind
don't say that it can't be done
With a new point of view
life's meaning comes to you
and the freedom you seek is one
Peace is for everyone
