Run Of The Mill


Everyone has choice, when to and not to
Raise their voices: it‘s you that decides;
Which way you will turn, while feeling that
Our love‘s not your concern; it‘s you that decides
No one around you, will carry the blame for you
No one around you, will love you today
And throw it all away
Tomorrow when you rise
Another day for you to realize me;
Or send me down again;
As the days stand up on end, you‘ve got me wondering how i lost your friendship,
But i see it in your eyes
Though i‘m beside you i can‘t carry the lame for you
I may decide to get out with your blessing,
Where i‘ll carry on guessing
How high will you leap?
Will you make enough for you to reap it?
Only you‘ll arrive
At your own made end,
With no one but yourself to be offended;
It‘s you that decides

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