Run Of The Mill

Everyone has a choice
When to and not to raise their voices
It’s you who decides
Which way will you turn
While feeling that our love’s of no concern?
It’s you who decides
No one around you
Will carry the pain 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 out again
As the days stand up on end
You’ve got me wondering how I lost your friendship
But I’ve seen 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
Or 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 who decides