At the crossroads again I stand
With not a map or compass in hand...

You were the night and my dawn
you are the reason I am gone...

When he died
the lives of all were shaken...

I remember the days I stared liflessly
waiting for you just to liken me...

In this night I rely,on waiting for a reply
never knowing were you will show...

How did you smile?
how many times did you cry...

At the crossroads again I stand
With not a map or compass in hand...

My heart and my laws are broken
My feelings remain unspoken...

I see your face in this madness
always there behind my sadness...

I see your face in this madness
always there behind my sadness...