Five years ago I made a mistake,
one I shall always regret.
A mistake of the heart, not of the flesh,
but irrevocable in its guilt and shame.

For five long years I've been on my personal Elba,
such is the fate to which I am damned.
No closeness, no love, no sign of
emotion from my companion, only ice.

I know that my own deeds put me here,
my actions sealing my fate forever.
You became my judge and my jury, and 
your sentence became my albatross to bear.

Now I find myself at the crossroads.
Two decisions, two directions in which to travel
and I alone must choose which one to take,
for neither one is without misgivings.

One road leads to an end, freedom from 
the burden of my long exile, but it
will be one I must travel alone, without you
to share my hopes, my dreams, my love.

The other road is one of risk, but of hope
that you will forgive and forget my failing.
That you will end my dark exile
and return me to your love.

I stand at the crossroad, unsure of my way.
One path takes me away from you forever,
the other could extend my long nightmare.
With hesitancy I take a fearful step.