Lyrics

I Can't Even Talk To Jesus


I used to have a lot of friends I could talk to
Never met a stranger that's for sure
But she doesn't seem to like my social nature
Now I can't even talk to Jesus anymore

I know she listens everytime the phone rings
She sees trouble waiting behind each door
I get the third degree fromn her every evening
And I can't even talk to Jesus anymore

If I get down on my knees
She wonders what I'll confess
When it comes to doubting me
She's compulsively obsessed
Her jealous heart keeps her suspicious
Of anyone I don't ignore
I can't even talk to Jesus anymore

So I made up my mind I'm finally leaving
Though I love her and I know I will forevermore
But I can't live inside the walls of a silent prison
Where I can't even talk to Jesus anymore

If I get down on my knees
She wonders what I'll confess
When it comes to doubting me
She's compulsively obsessed
Her jealous heart keeps her suspicious
Of anyone I don't ignore
I can't even talk to Jesus anymore

No I can't even talk to Jesus anymore


c2006, Bruce A. Borders