Written By: Julia Fordham The soldiers of my discontent march from my soul to my head I make myself a prisoner in this my latest self made war The angel of my higher self must be guarding someone else Haunted thoughts made manifest so many ghosts still left to rest I wanna give up the fight; and lose myself in your love Give up the fight; oh to be a Prince of Peace for just one night Trapped in this eternal quest for faith and wisdom and courage Stranded as the sole captor the same old torture as before I wanna give up the fight; and lose myself in your love Give up the fight; oh to be a Prince of Peace for just one night Undaunted and unbreakable a centred soul unshakable My root of bondage and my release When will I be a Prince of Peace? The soldiers of our discontent marching since this time was sent When will the battle ever cease? When will we learn to walk in peace?