Choices

In the morning
I could take the burning sun
I could be the only warning but I'm not the only
So forgive me, Cause its more than I can bear
In demand I make my mind up by deciding not to care


Stop giving me choices
Stop giving me choices


I'm the victim, of this day and age
I've forgotten how to feel
I've forgotten how to change
So I surrender, to the apple of my eye
I surrender to the wind, I will let the wind decide


With the darkness the temperature is dropping quickly. These two guys sit behind a heavily steamed up window waiting for their meal. They seem heavily in debate with a lot of hand gestures visible through the more clearer parts of the window.