Choices

CHOICES

I was walking all alone

Through a sideshow

With passion and pain

On each side

Something inside me was calling

For a chance to stay alive

At the time I din't know

What was calling

As my head was buried in grief

Today I heard what was crying

My freedom calling me

And we all make our choices

Like a blind man feels his way

And the choice

I've made is simple

Passion over pain

When I got to

The end of the sideshow

And looked back

To where I had been

My eyes filled with

Teardrops of loneliness

For the ones

Who will never be fee

I thought of

The children in the sideshow

As they wandered

Around so confused

Some day

They'll make their decision

But which one will they choose

And we'll all make our choices

Like a blind man feels his way

And the choice

I've made is simple

Passion over pain

And we'll all make our choices

Like a blind man feels his way

And the choice

I've made is simple

Passion, passion over pain

And we'll all make our choices

Like a blind man feels his way

And the choice

I've made is a simple one

Passion over pain