Woorden: Touche Amore. Changing Lanes.

This was never your decision to make
I still have love, but it's in a different place
You may consider this my fall from grace
But had nothing to do with how I was raised
You did all that you could, with the best intent
But some things in this world are just not meant to grow
Some seeds they just don't ever grow
I'm still your child, but not one of his.