A Quiet Place To Live — Carole King

All I want is a quiet place to live Where I can enjoy the fruits of my labor Read the paper And not have to cry out loud

In my mind I can see it crystal clear Sharing my dreams with the people around me Now they surround me And I'm just a part of the crowd

What will become of us What about the children What will they do to us next time around What will the answer be What will it mean to me When are they gonna see we're underground Here underground

And all I want is a quiet place to live Where I can be free in a world of my making Instead of taking What they decided to give I wouldn't want what they have - no If I could only find A quiet place to live