I fold my worn old prayers beneath the wooden desk tonight
So many wishes I once whispered to the dim and distant light
I begged for endless love for fortune for a peaceful easy rest
Life only gave me losses silence and a weary beating chest
I’ve walked through broken vows through lonely roads and empty beds
Now I no longer ask too much just let the quiet moments lead ahead
I do not curse the roads that left my spirit worn and thin
I turn my unfulfilled wishes into gentle quiet hymn
I lay down all my worn prayers by the fading candlelight
No desperate longing chasing fleeting wrong or right
Time smooths my sharp regrets calms every restless midnight
I learn to live with what the world has left for me to abide
I watch the candle melt into a pool of golden wax
All the frantic youthful cravings have slowly faded into the past
I forgive the ones who left forgive my own impulsive wrongs
No more stubborn waiting for the warmth that never belongs
Some nights I still speak softly to the shadow on the wall
Whispering those old worn prayers I never got to realize at all
I lay down all my worn prayers by the fading candlelight
No desperate longing chasing fleeting wrong or right
Time smooths my sharp regrets calms every restless midnight
I learn to live with what the world has left for me to abide
Peace is not getting what you want
It is accepting all you are given