What’s It All For

If I can’t have you to share it with?

If I can’t wait to be yours, there with it?

If I can’t bare to be without you and all of it?

 

What’s it all for?

 

I ask myself each day I work

Go here, go there, pick it up, drop it where

Drive myself in and out of it

Exhausting each day filled with none of it

 

What’s it all for?

 

If I can’t end my day with any of it?

If I can’t complete my task with some of it?

If all this is for me then there’s none of it?

 

What’s it all for?

 

The fun of it?

The sum of it?

The reason for living is all of it?

 

I ask you the question each day I have

Tell me, when me, how will I know

The reason for sending this into my world

I answer; I search for living in love with it

 

What’s it all for?

Please, let it be soon