Choices by Mary Dawson

This is Melissa
She's married with children
She loves her husband and three little tots
But today it is raining
The kids won't stop fighting
And she's stuck in the house cause her car's in the shop
And she thinks as she kisses their bruises and tears
"What kind of difference am I making here?"

CHORUS:
We all make choices
We all take chances
Later we wonder if we've chosen well
We listen to voices
We spin to Life's dances
But what might have been, no one ever can tell
Each woman becomes the sum of her choices

This is Priscilla
Professional, pretty
She's climbed the ladder that leads to success
But a week ago Friday, Priscilla turned forty
As she blew out her candles, she had one request
Now she's lost in her thoughts at her table for one
What would her kids look like if she had had some?

BRIDGE:
Mildred is sixty and lives all alone
Her husband is gone and her kids are all grown
But decades and heartaches have made Mildred wise
Now she sees Life through Love's eyes….She says…..

LAST CHORUS:
We all make choices
We all take chances
But somehow Life balances everything well
We listen to voices
And spin in the dances
But each woman has her own story to tell

TAG:
Ev'ry struggling soul
Is a part of the whole
As hist'ry unfolds…..through our choices

Words: Mary Dawson
Music: Cheryl Bocanegra
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