I have come to a crossroad. Now where do I go? With my youth far behind me, and my future unknown. With no one to guide me; no map and no signs. I must be my own master. I alone must decide.
I have followed false idols, seeking fortune and fame. I have wallowed in pleasures, self-pity and shame. I have drifted with lost souls; made many mistakes. Now I’m here at this crossroad, wondering which path to take.
Round and around, I go round chasing my doubts. In a forest of mirrors I can never get out. Can't shake this feeling I’ve been here and will be again. There is always a crossroad, up ahead. Some kind of crossroad, 'round the next bend. Until that crossroad … that comes at the end.
Now I stand at this crossroad, and I just close my eyes. With my compass inside my heart, I don’t need any signs. Love and compassion … will show me the way. To get through this cross road, I just need to have faith.
Myrrh ~ Songs by Myron Schreck 