I’m walking down an open road
looking behind to see
all the paths I’ve chosen.
Sometimes a decision between left and right
has kept me up all night,
wondering if the choice I made
will turn out in the end.
What about the next time,
The next day?
Sometimes the choice between what’s right for me
and what’s right for them
keeps me turning back again.
Was the choice I made
right or wrong?
What if it’s the only thing that keeps me hanging on?
The decision was made.
I’ll have to live with it
for now,I’ll ignore what I wanted
in the hopes of moving on.
Once filled with regrets
I no longer feel haunted
for now, the choice is long gone.
I am walking down an open road
And the next path bend
Is straight ahead