Melanie Safka - Peace will come

There's a chance,
Peace will come,
In your life.
Please buy one.
There's a chance,
Peace will come,
In your life.
Please buy one.

For sometimes,
When I am feeling as big as the land,
With the velvet hill,
In the small of my back,
And my hands are playing the sand.

And my feet are swimming,
In all of the waters.
All the rivers are givers,
To the ocean.
According to plan.
According to man.

Well sometimes,
When I am feeling so grand,
And I become the world,
And the world becomes a man.

And my song becomes,
A part of the river.
I cry out,
To keep me just the way I am.
According to plan. According to man,
According to plan.
According to man,
According to plan.
Oh, there´s a chance peace will come,
In your life.
Please buy one.
Oh, there´s a chance peace will come,
In your life,
Please buy one.

For sometimes,
When we have reached the end,
With the velvet hill,
In the small of my backs,
And our hands are,
Cluching the sand,
Will our blood become a part of the river.
All the rivers are givers,
To the ocean.
According to plan,
According to man.

There´s a chance,
Peace will come,
In your life.
Please buy one.
There´s a chance,
Peace will come,
In your life.
Please buy one.

For sometime,
When we have reached the end,
With the velvet hill,
In the small of my backs,
And our hands are cluching the sand.

There´s a chance,
Peace will come,
In your life.
Please buy one.
There´s a chance,
Peace will come,
In your life.
Please buy one.