My purpose is like a breath of air
It's constantly on my mind every minute of the day
It refreshes me every second to know I have a care
I thank God that I've found the way
How could someone entrust me with such valuable things
Am I a revelation
Does He see things in me that I'm not visualizing
Or is it my imagination
Some say that they have plenty of time
No, tomorrow is not promised to me
Knowing that if I lay my life down
I will be set free
Why do they wait around so hastily
Knowing that they will have to pay a toll
I will continue to work diligently
My purpose is souls