Lyrics

Love is a choice — too often forgotten,
Too often taken for granted.
We fool ourselves thinking if it fades,
Then it was never planted.
We give it away, again and again,
To sparks that burn too fast.
Calling it love when it’s only a flame,
Never meant to last.

But real love is more than feeling,
It’s decision, not just believing.
A strategy and surrender at once,
A vow that keeps repeating.
Not less felt for being chosen,
It goes deeper every day.
Layer on layer, soul to soul,
Love finds its quiet way.

Since I fell in love with you,
I wake with one vow new—
To love you more than yesterday,
In all you are and do.
To love your beauty and your pain,
Your shadow and your light.
To love you for who you are today,
And who you’ll be in flight.

For real love is more than feeling,
It’s decision, not just dreaming.
A promise made in stillness’ calm,
Renewed through every season.
Not less felt for being chosen,
It spirals ever true—
Down to the marrow of my soul,
Where every beat is you.

And every sunrise whispers low,
A promise I renew:
To choose you, love you, once again,
In everything I do.

Love is a choice — my vow, my grace,
Not just a fleeting view.
Again and again, I find my place,
In choosing, always, you.