My Dilemma
Rock,Melancholy,Melancholic,Nostalgic,Male Voice,Male singer,Rock Vocal,Slow, Electric Guitar,Electric Bass,Hi-Hats,Drum Set,Percussion,Saxaphone
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Lyrics
[Intro – hazy, nostalgic]
Nineteen Eighty-One, sun dips low
Sac State halls where memories grow
[Break]
[Verse 1 – tender, regretful]
I was 25, she was 21
Communications class where I met, "the", one
Auburn hair caught the golden glow
Mischievous smile, luring me slow
[Break]
[Verse 2 – soft, longing]
American River bank, swiftly after school
Months of whispers where the water pooled
She was the fire I’d never had
But a ring on my hand and a soon to be dad
[Break]
Chorus 1 – aching, bittersweet]
Said goodbye, cried for days at home
Chose the "right" path, but felt so alone
If I'd stayed with her, what would she think of me
Abandoning a child, shirking my responsibility
[Break]
[Verse 3 – weary, reflective]
We said no kids when we said “I do”
But my wife's mind shifted, my choices were few
We couldn't move on from the affair I'd left
12 years later, divorce and regret
[Break]
[Verse 4 – hollow, yearning]
Three kids to love, but a hole in my heart
Drank to drown the words I couldn't impart
Heard Cheryl married, had kids of her own
Wondered if she cursed me when she was alone
[Break]
[Chorus 2 – heavy, remorseful]
Left Cheryl for a life that fell apart
Carried her memory with a broken heart
Meandered through women for seventeen years
None ever measured up, she had no peer
[Break]
[Bridge – hopeful, tentative]
20, 10, found the girl from my teens
She pulled me up from the low I'd seen
We said “I do” and I put the bottle down
Found an angel, but a ghost's still around
[Break]
[Chorus 3 – gentle, accepting]
Love my wife, she’s my steady ground
But I still love Cheryl, pray she's safe and sound
Hope she doesn’t think of me as the one who ran
I was trapped in a dilemma, I never planned
[Break]
[Chorus 4 - gentle, accepting]
Never contacted her, it's been 45 years
If I picked up the phone, would I just end up in tears
Will she immediately hang up, when she hears my voice
Or will I meet my Maker, before I ever ... make the choice
[Break]
[Outro – soft, fading]
Sacramento sun still sets the same way
As I whisper ,"Cheryl, I'm sorry", every single day