Текст песни Run Of The Mill - George Harrison

It's called Run of ther Mill this song
Take one

Everyone has choice
When to and not to raise their voices
It's you that decides
Which way you will turn
While feeling that our love's not your concern
It's you that decides

No one around you will carry the blame for you
No one around you will love you today
And throw it all away

Tomorrow when you rise
Another day for you to realize me
Or send me down again
As the days stand up on end
You've got me wondering how I lost your friendship
But I see it in your eyes

Though I'm beside you I can't carry the blame for you
I may decide to get out with your blessing
Where I'll carry on guessing

How high will you leap?
Will you make enough for you to reap it?
Only you'll arrive
At your own made end
With no one but yourself to be offended
It's you that decides