Gileah
Just
I won't be rid of my headache or my sadness today, will IEver be rid of my backache? Everyday stress of the working lifeJust let me sitJust let me rest my weary eyesUnclench my fistsJust let me calm my body downJust let me sleep here near the groundAnd let me hope, just for tonightThat tomorrow everything's going to be all rightTake me to a new place, loveSing to me a new song, babyFly me to the moon, my angel
From Letras Mania