Choice Lyrics

Oliver Clark Choice

A choice I couldn’t make
A choice I couldn’t take
Between being with my wife
Or being with my son.
I couldn’t make a choice and so I had to run
I grabbed my case and a handful of clothes
I don’t mind and I don’t care which ones I choose
My wife’s crying, my dads wailing, 
Why can’t everyone stop complaining?
I go down the stairs with my case behind
Taking my belongings all the ones I can find
Old photos, cds and Walkman to.
I’ll need them in the car to keep me amused.
I say goodbye to my family with a tear in my eye.
I can’t show my fear, I can’t let them see my cry.
I open the door, the town watching me.
There I am feeling as small as can be.