Come on, come on,

be the flame.

Please, oh please,

be the blaze.

I’m begging, and begging,

for a glimmer in the haze.

I’m searching, and searching,

for an exit in the maze.

Go for it, go for it,

be the fire.

Please, oh please do,

be all I desire.

I’m searching, and yearning,

for a flicker in the darkness.

I’m scouring, and wandering,

for light in this cave.

But all that is truly needed, is source of fresh air.