The rivers path is one line
Its tide passes on by
The moons orbit remains
Nature will always be the same

My friends have their jobs
And they have their spouses
Yet I've reached 21 still lost
Not knowing what my purpose is

As the wind blows through the reeds
Carrying birds to their home back to the trees
As every flower opens its head
Every wave crashing down back to the shore
God help me understand
What was I made for

And as a little girl growing up
People would look to me
They'd ask, "who do you want to be?"
And then when I would tell them
They'd say don't stay in one place
You might regret it in the end

As the wind blows through the reeds
Carrying birds to their home back to the trees
As every flower opens its head
Every wave crashing down back to the shore
God help me understand
What was I made for

And as I'm sitting here on my own
Will I be washed away with the stream
Chasing a fading dream
As the sun rises and falls
As time continues on evermore
God help me understand
What was I made for