The road not taken

[Verse 1] Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; [Chorus] Oh, the road not taken, the choice we make, Paths we wander, the chances we forsake. In the quiet woods, where choices call, We find our way, standing tall. [Verse 2] Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, [Chorus] Oh, the road not taken, the choice we make, Paths we wander, the chances we forsake. In the quiet woods, where choices call, We find our way, standing tall. [Bridge] And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. [Chorus] Oh, the road not taken, the choice we make, Paths we wander, the chances we forsake. In the quiet woods, where choices call, We find our way, standing tall. [Outro] I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.