Purpose

I believe in your purpose, baby
 Coming up to the surface
 And maybe I'll never see you again
 Then again, who knows?
 Make me quiver, hands will shiver
 Still got all the things that I woulda give her
 Yeah, yeah
 But it's slow-going
 Something showing
 Yeah, yeah
 They say love is a stream that will find its own course
 Making due is a thing, a thing I will do no more
 Whenever you come back, I'll be waiting
 Trifling the slack, no head gating
 This is all pure fiction, you know that's right
 Just pure fiction, that's all right
 I believe in your purpose, baby
 Coming up to the surface
 And maybe I'll never see you again
 Then again, who knows?
 Make me quiver, hands will shiver
 Still got all the things that I woulda give her
 Yeah, yeah
 But it's slow-going
 Something showing
 Yeah, yeah