Crossover

Road stretches to all directions
North, East, and South, West
It goes on and on and forever
Simple but yet complicated
Tangles and untangles
Life is like a walkway
It goes awfully smooth sometimes but goes tough
Just like how a road goes up and down, right and left

Life goes on in different directions
Stretches perfectly straight
Crosses over in time to time
Signals guides us what to do and not to
But there aren't signals in our life
It's up to us to discover as an individual man
What is right and wrong (in course of life)

There is nothing called short cuts in our life
It's the small steps that pile up
And makes us a better man

You can walk towards left, right, or straight
You can walk anywhere anytime
But not backwards

Eeeeh, Ahhh!
Aaaah, Ohhh!
Ahhh, uah!

On a crossroad
We tend to bump into each other
Fight, fight, fight with many people
Laps, laps, laps over many roads
Just keep walking
If you don't stop someday we
Will, will will achieve what we've aimed
Take, take, take the upcoming chance

So we go
Life and road in many ways (ta-ta-ta)
Interacting with others
Laughing, fighting, and crying
We crossover (ta-ta-ta)
Ouh

Ah, ta-ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta-ta, ouaah