obstacles

The Alan Parsons Project

Obstacles great and small
Stand in my path to form a wall
And challenge me to find another way
If I were a constable
Answering your call
I d never see these obstacles at all
And walk through them like puddles in the rain

Obstacles that gather here
Laugh in my face and taunt my fears
And tower like a mountain to the sky
If I were an architect
With a vision and a plan
All barriers would fall at my command
Till life before these obstacles began

If I were a scientist
With equations in my brain
I d calculate these obstacles away
And smash through them like puddles in the rain
And every motivation, every undertaking
Feeds a passion for a phase
Where hopefully your sympathy awaits
Where obstacles were gone as yesterday