As you can see
You have to start from the beginning
To make it to death
To make it to me
I've traveled the cross a million times or more
Found myself at the intersection
And went every possible way
I left you behind,
Tried to show you
But you always would walk away
You know I'm at the end
But
Your horribly afraid
Because before you see me
A colossal mirror blocks your way
Bending and pure
Take a step
And your story will be told
One roads black
One roads white
The only way to find yours
Is to make it
Make one yours
Nothing is possessive
Nothing is right, or wrong
You can't hold on to something
That is
And never was yours
As an angel
Calling out
I can give you the keys
But I can't show you how to turn them
Now
Its up to god
To bring you back
To fix everything
That you can't
If your meant to find your way home
You will
Maybe this love
Isn't meant to last.