I’m going down to the crossroads
To see what I could see
I want to hear familiar voices
Of ones now only in my dreams

I’m going down to the crossroads
Where I’ll see all that I fear
If I relived the other choices
Would I still be standing here?

Before a word is spoken in the early morning light
Before the world has woken from its dreams
I’m floating back

I’m floating back to the crossroads
To see what I could find
I thought by now I would be wiser
Find my way through these troubled times

I’m going back to the crossroads
To see what I could do
If I lived my life all over
Would I still be loving you?

You can hear the freight train rumbling
If the wind is blowing right
Tossed and haven’t slept a wink all night

I’m going down