Lord I don't know what to do
I'm torn every which way
each possibility has good reasons
each lending to a particular season
each would hurt someone
each one leaves a need undone
Only you know the future
only you can see past the trees
what is best for everyone
even little ole me
I know some things are best for others
certain choices would do them just fine
but can't I be chosen to win
this time?
So many choices
so many ways to go
Lord I do & I don't
know which way to go
Give me your wisdom
show me what to do
But can I ask one favor?
Can my happiness be a priority?
At least #2?
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