At The Crossroads ©2011 Robert Randall Burke Standing at the crossroads Of Pleasure and Pain Both roads lead back to you But I can't go again Something so perfect Can be perfectly wrong You filled me with weakness But now I must be strong. I remember Amarillo The night that you stayed We danced in the moonlight While mariachis played We were young and in love But love does not last Now I'm standing at the crossroads Of the future and the past. The road that I'm on does not lead me home The road that I'm on I must walk alone.
