My Mission
I was once a young man at 18
Who decided to leave you see
To a place unknown
And a language lone
That's where I decided to be
I was called to L.A.
So I flew right away
And met my companion
Who's name was Brandon
And he would show me the way
As the days went by
I could not help but cry
My family was gone
And I was all alone
But someone was watching from on high
I studied my Spanish
And I felt a little clownish
There were people to save
I had to be brave
And I could already see the finish
As the months grew long
And my faith grew strong
I was no longer afraid
Because I had prayed
Nothing would go wrong
I went through opposition
But I had ammunition
It's been two years
I have no fears
And that was my mission