Every so often as you go through life
You come to a crossroad
It's that fork, that intersection, you have to face
And you're not quite sure where to go.
You do this weighing on the one hand this
And then, that's on the other hand.
You listen to friends who you can trust
And you hope to finally understand.
You come to a crossroad
It's that fork, that intersection, you have to face
And you're not quite sure where to go.
You do this weighing on the one hand this
And then, that's on the other hand.
You listen to friends who you can trust
And you hope to finally understand.
 | But still you want more than the pros and cons Where the pros win the decisive fight. You want it to be a soulful choice, You want it to be righteously right. So you talk to the Universe Call It God, or the Lord. Maybe It's the Holy Spirit you feel or hear, Or perhaps the Infinite One. You can call on the Blessed Mother And pray, and listen, and see, Pay attention to What the Universe is saying. |
