Texty: The Hoosiers. Choices.

In the morning
I could take the burning sun
I could be the early warning
But I'm not the only one
So forgive me
Cos it's more than I can bare
You demand I make my mind up
I decided not to care

Stop giving me choices
Stop giving me choices

I'm a victim
Of this day and age
I've forgotten how to feel
I've forgotten how to change
So I surrender
To the apple of my eye
I surrender to the wind
I will let the wind decide

I oculd take it
I could break it till it hurts
I could take whatever words you say
Prentend I never heard
So forgive me
It shouldn't be so hard
It's the way I'm put together
So you're never getting past

Can't we talk this through
Actions are not what I'm used to

Without friction
We would float off into space
Maybe you could be the friction
That will keep me in my place
In the morning
I could take the burning sun
I could be the early warning
But I'm not the only one

(Merci a Jul pour cettes paroles)