My Dad Is Dead So Much To Lose
When you encounter doubts
Do you throw them out?
Or do you give them passage?
When you encounter shame
Do you send it back from where it came?
Or do you let it rule you?
When faced with black and white
I always want the gray
When you ask for yes or no
I have no answer either way
When you encounter peace
Do you bring it to it's knees?
Or do you let it soothe you?
And when you encounter trust
Do you grind it into dust?
Or do you let it guide you?
When faced with black and white
I always want the gray
When you ask for yes or no
I have no answer either way
It's so hard to choose
There's so much to lose
I just can't make up my mind
It's so hard to choose
There's so much to lose
I just can't make up my mind
