run of the mill

everyone has choice

when to and not to raise their voices

it's you that decides

which way will you 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