Choices

Look at me

Tell me what you see

'Cause is up to you

This fire of hope in my heart

You can feed it or destroy it

I'm wraped around your finger

So, please, treat me well

I'm not going to fight

If that means to hurt you

I'm not going to give up

But I will back down if you ask

I'm already fighting everyday

Wake up wanting to see your face

Leave never felt that hard

I'll keep staring you

When your eyes are far away

When you have that smile on your face

When your worries fly away

When we, for a moment, feel peace