Crossroads

Crossroads Met a stranger on the winding way And he looked at me with eyes of gray Then he closed them and began to pray Lord correct me if I start to stray In the middle of my reverie Saw the places I will never see Saw the people I will never be Saw my spirit is forever free... Meet me at the crossroads It’s a very, very long road And I’m taking the longest road In the spring your head is feeling high And in summer you begin to fly Then the autumn teaches you to sigh And by winter you have learned to cry There's a river in a flake of snow And uncertainty in what you know Something hidden in the things you show And a darkness in the morning glow... Meet me at the crossroads It’s a very, very long road And I’m taking the longest roadLike a pebble underneath your shoe Like a cloud against a sky of blue Like the crazy thought you know is true Something's flowering inside of you --- Crossroads - Sam Gendel