Word comes up so many, many times
Seems I hear it every day
You know it's always on my mind
As I struggle to find my way
But I can't remember half the pain
Things to set my mind at ease
'Cause I know we're out here just searching
Struggling, struggling as I am for peace
Echoes, echoes of another world
This world of ours always torn by wars
And it makes you sit down and ask yourself
Just what am I living for?
And, in the darkness or the dawn
I get down on my knees
Asking the heavens up above me
Where can a man find peace? I want
To know: is it a dove flying somewhere over Asia?
Or my brothers losing their lives in the streets?
Or in the shelter of my woman's arms? Want to know
Where, where can a man find peace?
It seems that thunder rules my life
Every day, every day, and every sleepless night
And I'll say, "Tell me. " Can anybody tell me please?
Which way is the road to peace? I want
To know: where can a man find peace?
Tell me: where, where can a man find peace? Tell me
Which way is the road to peace?
Tell me, tell me