Feelings grow
Decide to stay
Decide to go
It's all a choice
Will I miss your voice?
Deeply hurt
Feeling like a miniscule grain of dirt
I've got to decide
To leave
Or toughen up and go along for the ride
Will you hurt me more?
Or will you be my strength and stand by my side?
Passion and love is a choice
Will I miss your voice?
It hurt me with a simple lie
It helped me when I started to cry
Your voice, my choice
All eyes watered down and moist
Gotta look past it
Gotta channel my love and blast it
Must ignore the pain
Invest in the love
With that maybe the trust will be regained
Will I miss your voice?
I guess it's my choice
You've got to work hard
You've got to prove your love
Otherwise I'll leave your yard
And fly away like a hurt dove
Will I miss your voice?
I think I would
Can I love you more?
I think I could
Will I stay and hope the pain goes away?
I think I should
Miss your voice?
It's my choice
In each other's arms I hope we can rejoice