To Each His Own

A person came to my front door just yesterday

Wanting to know if I believed in what they say

I cannot say if your ideas are right or wrong

But you have yours and I have mine

To each his own

To them that's got the best will come or so they say

The ones without won't care or miss it anyway

If all men have the right to taste prosperity

I wonder why this choice is such a rarity

A baby's born a chance in life he does deserve

The choices that he has to choose from he soon learns

Are they determined by the colour of his skin

Or do we take the time to see what lies within

To each his own

Understanding is the real thing oh, ooh

To each his own

We sacrifice or compromise through foolish pride

We'll even lie to each his own hmm, yeah

Ooh, ooh

You do it your way hmm

Your own thing

Your own thing

Your own thing

Your own thing

Your own thing

Sometimes a thousand questions

Seem to plague your mind

Somedays the answer are impossible to find

And everybody has advice on what to do

Just carry on with what you feel for you is true

With all we are we never seem to satisfy

The expectations others have of you and I

So critical of who I am and what to do

Looking at me when you should be looking at you.