harder choices

there are some choices that are easy to make
tell me I can choose joy, or I can choose pain
and it's easy to see
what my choice will be
let me pick between getting a win or a loss
or between going free and being caught
and I'd rather choose
one in which I don't lose

but sometimes the harder choices are the best ones
sometimes being right is a lot less fun
sometimes loving you means letting you run
away and be free
it's not about me
sometimes i have to choose to not get mad
when the words flying at me batter my head
sometimes i choose to say something loving instead
though it's hard to take
the choice is mine to make

when i found you it was easy to choose to be glad
now i've lost you the tough choice is to not be sad
to choose to let you be free
from the chains of loving me

these are the hard choices I've got to decide
these are the reasons I battle inside
between the choice that's not right
and the one that makes me cry
but sometimes the harder choices are the best ones
sometimes being right is a lot less fun
sometimes loving you means letting you run
away from me
it's not about me
sometimes i have to choose not to get mad
when the words flying at me batter my head
sometimes i choose to say something loving instead
though it's hard to take
it's a choice i make


God, these choices are hard
so hard

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