I am the kerosene that awaits the spark 

For you I will burn high and reach the sky 

I will burn a village or two from hilltop and back 

Can you imagine the damage and destruction we can do? 

All I ask from you now is to ignite, 

But you do not instead you stray from me and burn out 

I ask myself why thou not ignite me? 

I told you my intentions but yet you do not come 

Instead you let the flame die, 

And I ask myself why? 

Then the question comes cross my mind that draws the final conclusion: 

Are you my Spark?