Some roads take you places in life From which you can never return Lost souls will try and guide you back From places that you never were
I turned to stone Once I saw the reflection, was my own
Some choices will be so clear But the outcome will be so blurred And when the future becomes the past It will haunt you with unspoken words I turned to stone Once I saw the reflection, was my own
Now I cast a stone Though the windows of a broken home