Lyrics You May Do What You Like - Pleasantries

You May Do What You Like

There really is no «right»
You may do what you like
In my eyes you’ll always be fine
In my eyes you’ll always be mine
Will my love be your roots or your flowers too?
You must grow away, high away then hide away
Or stay
There’s an absence of strength as you become what you want to
Wherever you grow, your love comes up from your roots
This love has been our roots