crossroads

time sitting on, waiting for the mood to make me real, and then i will reveal, that you, you are the only one who knows, just which way the wind blows, to us it's real, if you believe in god, then believe in me, cause when you get there you will no, it's not a crossroads it's a junction, where the devil sells his soul, the air it blows and no one knows, just where it's been, and tie above with weightless love, there's nothing that isn't seen, and should we stumble lonely stone, it makes you feel like your alone, and should we stumble lonely star, which we believe will take us far, i'm looking back, and only i can blame myself for what i feel, and who i've seen, yes for the past i guess, with the cross roads far behind, the junction i will find, ahhhhhaaa etc, if you believe in god, then believe in me, cause when you get there you will no, it's not a crossroads it's a junction, where the devil sells his soul, if you believe in god, then believe in me, cause when you get there you will no, it's not a crossroads it's a junction, where the devil sells his soul