Always in My Way

There are so many roads-
Too many paths for me.
Even worse, I already know
There’s nobody to walk with
That’ll wait on me,
Listen to my story; just talk to me.

Fingers point, “Here’s the way.”
But I can’t follow it, I can’t find it;
Jesus is standing
In my way.
Standing,
Standing,
Standing
In my way.

There are things out here
That I can't bear to see -
People hurt; people live in fear.
It's more than I can deal with
Especially
When they are so dear to me.

“You should have hope”, they say.
But I can’t picture it, I can’t see it;
Jesus is always
In my way.
Always,
Always,
Always
In my way.