When you leave, I'll be more than just sad,
Because you're someone that I've never had.

For Him I'll be a messenger,
Ready to spread the word.
I'll be His speaker, His voicer,
To save the ones lost and not founded.

I'll be a missionary,
Bringing his messages to even the moon.
I'll travel across the whole galaxy,
So others know that we aren't alone.

For Him I'm ready to be persecuted,
Judged along the way.
To be pushed off, ignored or executed,
Just brings me closer to Him everyday.

For God I'm ready to,
Drop my old life for the new,
To renew my spirit and to conclude,
Overflow into other lives too.

For God I'm ready,  
To be the salt of the world.  
To take burderns, so heavy,
In order to safe the lost and In peril.

For God I'll humble myself,
Let Him take the strings of my life.
Use me with all His power , compel,
To relieve the ones down and deprived.

Dance as the Sun slips away,
and as the night drain by,
we slowly decay,
into a sweet, sweet lullaby.