CROSSROADS

I guess I could say, in a straight forward way,

I made it through life to this day.

I stumbled and fell, through heaven and hell

And points in between on the way.

I lived in a shack, with a view from the back,

Of castles and fantasies.

I’d look out my door,

And want so much more,

Then these young eyes were able to see.

I traveled around, my feet settled down,

But my heart was still yearnin’ to roam.

I lived for a spell, with a lady from hell,

And I learned how to live life alone.

I made a few friends, I see now and then,

Most people come and go.

Some are special to me, and always will be,

Their memories live in my soul.

I now can be found,

In a small southern town,

There’s a lake sittin’ outside my door.

My wife’s next to me,

My daughter makes three,

And her dog runnin’ round on the floor.

Some moments in time, I see in my mind,

The crossroads we reach now and then.

If I had my say to relive one day,

I’d live it the same way again.

If I had my say to relive one day,

I’d live it the same way again.