Lewis Furey

Here I am again
standing at the crossroads
looking down the paths
wond’ring where they lead

One thing’s sure
my path is lonely
That’s the life I seem to need
seem to need

Will there come a time
we’ll meet again at crossroads?
Will there be a night
you’ll share a bed with me?

For a moment
we’ll take comfort
For a moment
I’ll believe
Again in angels!

Sometimes I can feel
the whole thing’s very simple
Other times I’m lost
in the complexity

All I know’s a grave is waiting
When I’m buried there you’ll come
come to me