At a Crossroads

What does keep me stuck at the crossroads
While other people, they come and go?
Everyone walks, everyone steps
To the rhythm of the crowd.
The road's a blessing in disguise,
Beautiful, but where does it lead?
I think your guess is as good as mine.

I know that time is flowing
And it's never coming back
But I can swear that
I will do my best.

I've got
A map and no direction,
In this city I'm not welcome.
On the white walls of my bedroom
I hanged postcards, old and yellowed.
They remind me I've got memories
And that they don't make me special 'cause
Everyone in the world mends, moves on

And I'll go with the flow.
Should I go with the flow?
I know that time is flowing
And it's never coming back
But I can swear that
I will do my best.

It's true, I may fall sometimes,
Like I did today but
Some things still make me get up.
I'll forever live by
A dream, some words, a song about
The grief, the angst, the love, the loss.