Written By: Julia Fordham



The soldiers of my discontent march from my soul to my head

I make myself a prisoner in this my latest self made war

The angel of my higher self must be guarding someone else

Haunted thoughts made manifest so many ghosts still left to rest



I wanna give up the fight; and lose myself in your love

Give up the fight; oh to be a Prince of Peace for just one night



Trapped in this eternal quest for faith and wisdom and courage

Stranded as the sole captor the same old torture as before



I wanna give up the fight; and lose myself in your love

Give up the fight; oh to be a Prince of Peace for just one night



Undaunted and unbreakable a centred soul unshakable

My root of bondage and my release

When will I be a Prince of Peace?



The soldiers of our discontent marching since this time was sent

When will the battle ever cease?

When will we learn to walk in peace?