Why is it that everything is so close

And yet so far?

Can it be the only thing in my way

Is time?

I'm standing at a crossroad

Wondering why

Standing with my back to the light

My face in the wind

Hair crazy with flight

I can't believe that I must choose

Between the roads

Between the lines

I am waiting to choose

And with this I have bought I guess I should learn to give

I'm standing at crossroad wondering why

Standing with my back to the darkness now

My face in the light

The sun is on my hair

I think that this feels like home

If I had to choose today

Or any time soon

I like to think that I would choose right

Back to the dark

Heading for the light

Going far

Towards my golden might