I search a quiet place, br For reverent solitude, br One where I can fix, br My strained attitude. br br I’m not in the mood, br To think or speak, br I feel kind of tired, br I feel kind of weak. br br My brain won’t absorb, br The things you have to say, br I need a quiet place, br So I can find my way. br br Back to this place, br Where I can hear your tune, br I’ll take a short detour, br But I’ll be back soon.