Run of the Mill sing and play along

Ev'ryone has choice

when to and not to raise their voices.

It's you that decides.

Which way you will 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 wond'ring 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.