The metro doors too soon have closed.
Our eyes had met, so I suppose
at least you are out there (Yes, I’m alive)
and no, it is not fair (Yes, you’re alive)
The beginning and end in tandem and now I wonder
“is fate without fate.” Don’t know why, but dial a random number.
[a random number]
How can anyone bare? (Yes, we’re alive)
This life is not fair.
Caught at the crossroads like two falling
star-crossed lonelies. Voices calling…
There’s something missing. Feel two hearts impale…
Something’s missing from this fairy tale.
As someone calls my telephone
the voice I hear to me unknown
maybe from somewhere
(So sorry I, have bothered you, tried to get through, I dialed a two)
(What should I do, I never knew, you never knew… goodbye.)
but could that be you there?
To be or not be — the theory of probability
to face what I fear
Will I always feel incomplete til you’re near?
[incomplete ‘til you’re near]
How can anyone bare (In all the world)
When this life is not fair.
This love is not fair.
[Repeat Chorus]
Upon the crossroad, of the cosmos
where there’s no road-maps to guide those
Among the lost, how to plot our course
when there’s no way, you can find the source?
Caught at the crossroads like two falling
star-crossed lonelies. Voices calling…
There’s something missing that should be by me.
Something’s missing my eyes want to see.
My eyes want to see.