Point of View

The idea really doesn’t please me
But this is what you want so I’ll be ready
Come on, let’s go to this rotten party
Can’t wait to meet these symbols of hypocrisy

We’ve come to the end of the road
This time I will not let you choose
Freedom, happiness and the rest
This time I will not let you choose
Implore me, beg me, cry for me
This time I will not let you choose
You seem to get the wrong end of the stick
As long as I will live I will never let you choose

I was ready to go to the ends of the earth
Even if it meant being worth less than a shadow
Make up for your mistakes and failure
As long as it was making your life better

We’ve come to the end of the road
This time I will not let you choose
Freedom, happiness and the rest
This time I will not let you choose
Implore me, beg me, cry for me
This time I will not let you choose
You seem to get the wrong end of the stick
As long as I will live I will never let you choose

Now we’re on board of flight three thousand and eight
Thinking how great we’d have been on the train
I see smoke flowing out of the left wing
What a pity my thoughts don’t mean anything

Now we are crashing at five thousand miles
And we barely have 5 minutes to live
Thinking how great we’d have been on the train
This time I will not let you choose again!

Now we are up in the sky, with angels
And all you wanna do is meet a bunch of stars
I would have chosen Monroe, Buckley, Jackson or the Christ
Your choice is Carlos, why is it not a surprise?!

We’ve come to the end of the road
This time I will not let you choose
Freedom, happiness and the rest
This time I will not let you choose
Implore me, beg me, cry for me
This time I will not let you choose
You seem to get the wrong end of the stick
As long as I will live I will never let you choose