cacophany

i lie awake, knowing sleep is near
no fear, time to contemplate
fate, or is it just God's way
to lay so much on the path ahead
He said, "ask for anything in my name"
fame, fortune, health, looks
His book, i read again and again
but when is there a sign
benign, no it was more we learned
and yearned for an end to the ride
I'd rather hide, sometimes die
than face another day that brings
decisions i'd rather never say
But his hand guides me through the noise
of each day's choice
His voice softly whispers, here
is where i want you now
And the spirit lives within me to
remind me of a purpose I may never know
but still I go where he is.