Shifts and slides (Zouk)

Sliding doors, gates ajar

Is this a door that's sliding closed?
A choice I made, one path exposed
Or maybe it's a gate that swings
Deciding what tomorrow brings

Are these sliding doors or shifting sands?
Changing winds or trembling hands?
Each move I make, I hesitate
Is it the tide or the twist of fate?

Is this the wind that pulls me in?
A gentle breeze or storm's first spin
Or is the ground beneath me slow
With every step, the sands will go?

Are these sliding doors or shifting sands?
Changing winds or trembling hands?
Each choice I make, I wonder still
Is it the page or my own will?

Is this a line I shouldn't cross?
Or just a chance that's almost lost?
A ripple in the water's grace
Fading lights or mirrored face?

Are these sliding doors or shifting sands?
Changing winds or trembling hands?
Each path I take, I hesitate
Is it the tide or the twist of fate?

Sliding doors, gates ajar
Sands that shift, winds afar
And through it all, I start to see
The paths we take are finding me

Sliding doors, gates ajar
Sands that shift, winds afar
And through it all, through it all
I start to see, the paths we take