Does Love come down to the choices we make? Is it just a choice?
Love is a choice that sometimes we make
Sometimes those decisions work out really great
Other times those choices do not work out to well
And then we are looking for someone else to tell
We want to believe that love is nothing but emotion
But sometimes it really not the only real solution
Sometimes we make the longest list of conditions
Thinking we can guarantee the love like some form of religion
Because there no hard and fast rules of the game
Love can be so confusing and even bring some shame
Love can be so exiting and fun when it exists
And when someone enters your life it might be hard to resist
Big decisions or small decisions love is still but a choice
When it is wrong we find sadness and when right we rejoice
Life and love we would like to have nothing but guarantees
But "damn it", sometimes we just have to live it and wait to see