Without You

I once stood for choices that colored me rad

But I learned the hard way an adrenaline high is only a fad

When you can live your life with millions of choices: a la carte

Choosing who and what to love, you learn infatuation is an art

And since home is where the heart is, and you have my heart

I will always choose you: my home and a priceless piece of art

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