Home Grown - Crossroads

Time, sitting on Waiting for the mood to make me real And then I will reveal That you, you are the only one who knows Just which way the wind blows And who else is real If you believe in God then believe in me, 'cos when you get there you will know It's not a crossroads, a the junction, where the Devil sells his soul The air it blows and no-one knows just where it's been And high above with weightless love there's nothing And should we stumble on a stone That makes you feel like you're alone And should we stumble on a star Which we believe will take us far I'm looking back, and only I can blame myself for what I've been And who I've seen But that's for the best, I guess With a crossroads far behind, a junction I will find