Crossroads

It remains to be seen to which side I'm gonna lean.

Which road will I choose or will I win or will I lose?

Am I gonna come to my senses and see the light

in letting go of what I want in order to do what's right.

Oh but right by who? By me or by you?

It’s just a crossroads. Is the light red or is it green?

Now I’m getting mixed signals, I really don’t know what they mean.

If I wasn’t temporarily blind, if I could only take one look I know

I’d find how simple it all is.

How much do I really want this?

Is enough not enough?

Am I really in love?

Or is it nothing but a test?

Well if you wanna try me go ahead and be my guest.

Cos I myself would like to know which way we're to go.

I guess it’s undecided yet so I’ll take it slow,

but as I regain my sight

I know I will do what’s right.

Indeed it’s just a crossroads.

Now that I’m willing to clearly see

things for what they really are, not what I’d like them to be.

There’s nothing left to think about.

I know the way now, I’ve no more doubt.

I let go and release; you'll do the same for me, please.