Can’t this be my day of rest?

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Can’t this be my day of rest?
I can see your way is best
if I just want to live ’til death
but I want more from life.
Can’t I even stop and think?
Can’t you see I’m on the brink
but if I never rest I’ll sink?
I am a mother and a wife.