Life may not let me select my lot,
But whether I'd be happy or not...
That is my choice.
To leave hurtful memories behind
Or allow them to bother my mind...
The choice is mine.
To fret over a mistake when it's done
Or learn from it and move on...
The choice is mine.
To be bothered by all that people say
Or ignore them and go my own way...
The choice is mine.
To enjoy what I've been able to gain
Or ungratefully regard it with disdain...
The choice is mine.
Sometimes I won't get to pick my lot,
But whether I'll be happy or not
Will always be my choice.
The happiest day of my life
Was when I first laid eyes on you
For you were like a
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
Laid my head upon your chest
Your arms encircled me,
It was, My Love, as if we we
I've always used words to describe him
In my mind.
I guess that's why I've found
Look at the stars tonight
As we see the same light
And in that moment
It
When we were born with no possession.
The love received was our concession.
No wo
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
Of all the things I've ever said,
Of all the tears I've ever shed,
Of all the thi
Whenever I am lonely,
You're always by my side,
And when I call to you for help,<
I am worthy. There is nothing
that can or will happen today that
could convince m
