The one who does the choosing

Baby girl by the ocean shore
with the wonder in your eyes
and the innocence of new explorations
Will I find you anymore
as the wonder is replaced
by the years of struggling destinations

Why can't I protect you
from the hard things of life?
From despair and worry and hunger
from sorrow, pain and strife.

My love is not enough
to shelter you from pain
I can't hide from it myself
I can't stop the rain...

And maybe what I want for you
is really not what's best for you
because in the end I'm not
the one who does the choosing...