The Choice
So you would choose convenience
Over the one who would
Run hours, miles, distance
To reach the place you stood.
I hope you’ll grant me lenience;
My intent’s only good.
And forgive my insistence—
I’d stop me if I could.
So you would choose convenience
Over the one who would
Run hours, miles, distance
To reach the place you stood.
I hope you’ll grant me lenience;
My intent’s only good.
And forgive my insistence—
I’d stop me if I could.