I see a movement in the trees
its long gone memories
swaying in the breeze.
recognizing alone
recognizing together

a choice so hard
I cannot render......
decisons made so long ago
choices once so crystal clear
choices once made out of fear?

I have walked this road so long alone
I have walked this road so far from home
Not looking back untill today
no regrets is what i say

But regrets they still do
invade my mind
but regrets i have
more than one kind

This path we travel is made of choices
some are good and some are bad
however this path that we walk
are traveled easier with companions voices