AT THE CROSSROADS, I COULD SEE WEARY CARAVANS,
JUST LIKE ME WONDERING WHICH WAY TO LOOK.
WOULD THE ANSWER TO OUR HOPES AND PLANS,
BE ON THE ROAD WE TOOK.

AS HE CROSSROADS BID THE DARK ENDLESS NIGHT
GOODBYE,
AND THE SUN ROSE LIKE A BEACON, I KNEW,
JUST BEYOND THE CROSSROADS WAITS A PEACEFUL SKY,
ALONG THE ROAD, THAT LEADS TO YOU.