Crossroads
I was standing at the crossroads wondering which way to go,
Left or right or straight on ahead I tell ya I didn’t know.
One way was towards the responsibility of family and tradition,
The other lead right to the girl, to love her was my ambition.
Or should I straddle the two of them by staying on my course,
But never reaching either goal would fill me with remorse.
Do I keep the love I’ve known or do I go to the love I need?
Knowing that whichever heart I chose I’d make the other bleed.
Now that was many years ago and I know that I chose right,
But sometimes that decision still haunts me in the middle of the night.
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