I'm not here to reform you, nor am I here to take you away,
I've been sent with a message, and I'm moving north in a south-bound parade.

If this were my last breath I'd tell you where I'll be,
Then I'd ask you if you'll be there with me.

Nobody knows really how long we will be here, yet you hazard your fate,
As my last day grows closer, I rest in the confidence I have been saved.

If this were my last breath I'd tell you where I'll be,
Then I'd ask you if you'll be there with me.

If this were my last breath I'd tell you where I'll be,
Then I'll ask you if you'll be there with me.

I don't know how long, and you don't know how long.