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