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Text: Don McLean. Crossroads.

I've got nothing on my mind, nothing to remember
Nothing to forget, I've got nothing to regret
But I'm all tied up on the inside
No one knows quite what I've got
And I know that on the outside, what I used to be, I'm not, anymore
You know I've heard about people like me
But I never made the connection
They walk one road to set them free
And find they've gone the wrong direction

But there's no need for turning back
All roads lead to where I stand
And I believe I'll walk them all
No matter what I might have planned

Can you remember who I was, can you still feel it
Can you find my pain, can you heal it
Then lay your hands upon me now, and cast this darkness from my soul
You alone can light my way, you alone can make me whole, once again
We've walked both sides of every street
Through all kinds of windy weather
But that was never our defeat
As long as we could walk together

But there's no need for turning back
All roads lead to where we stand
And I believe we'll walk them all
No matter what we may have planned
Don McLean