Life was at a crossroad
with no through road ahead
it knew not what to do.
...
What if I leave tomorrow
and my departure goes unnoticed?
Would that mean my sorrow
found no place on earth to reside?
...
Crossroad
Life was at a crossroad
with no through road ahead
it knew not what to do.
Then destiny took its turn,
dragged my life on the run.
If every cloud has a silver lining,
would I be ever shinning?
Destiny did its tricks so many times
Wish I could understand
Oh my destiny, your mind!