Text: Uriah Heep. Innocent Victim. Choices.

I was walkin' all alone through a sideshow
With passion and pain on each side
Somethin' inside me was callin'
For a chance to stay alive

At the time I didn't know what was callin'
As my head was buried in grief
Today I heard what was cryin'
My freedom callin' me

And we all make our choices
Like a blind man feels his way
And the choice I've made is simple
Passion over pain

When I got to the end of the sideshow
And looked back to where I had been
My eyes filled with teardrops of loneliness
For the ones who will never be free

And we all make our choices
Like a blind man feels his way
And the choice I've made is simple
Passion over pain

I thought of the children in the sideshow
As they wandered around so confused
Someday they'll make their decision
But which one will they choose?

And we'll all make our choices
Like a blind man feels his way
And the choice I've made is simple
Passion over pain

And we'll all make our choices
Like a blind man feels his way
And the choice I've made is simple
Passion, passion over pain

And we'll all make our choices
Like a blind man feels his way
And the choice I've made is a simple one
Passion over pain

And we'll all make our choices
Like a blind man feels his way
And the choice I've made is simple
Passion over pain