At a Crossroads

What does keep me stuck at the crossroads While other people, they come and go? Everyone walks, everyone steps To the rhythm of the crowd. The road's a blessing in disguise, Beautiful, but where does it lead? I think your guess is as good as mine. I know that time is flowing And it's never coming back But I can swear that I will do my best. I've got A map and no direction, In this city I'm not welcome. On the white walls of my bedroom I hanged postcards, old and yellowed. They remind me I've got memories And that they don't make me special 'cause Everyone in the world mends, moves on And I'll go with the flow. Should I go with the flow? I know that time is flowing And it's never coming back But I can swear that I will do my best. It's true, I may fall sometimes, Like I did today but Some things still make me get up. I'll forever live by A dream, some words, a song about The grief, the angst, the love, the loss.