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.
You made me run away
from those who loved me anyway.
You pushed me down into the
Ever since
I laid eyes on you,
I knew for a fact
This was a dream come tr
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
Feeling down, alone, and empty inside,
Decisions to make but can't decide.
Hurt f
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
To feel that sense of comfort
That you felt in times gone by.
To hug someone with
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
All these days and nights without you here,
It's a little bit more than I can bear.
