A fire that burns by itself warms no one.
And maybe if left alone too long, it might slowly die in the chill.
Still, I think that every flame has a specific purpose.
For if you put it next to some wool, that wool gets devoured by the flame
Or if you try to warm up a stone, your flame will burn itself out long before ,
You gotta wait for the right person to come by and choose to sit by you,
So, as for me, I keep shield that little flame from wind, rain and snow,
Whilst all my friends find the ones they share their flames with,
I hold onto it, through the pain and hurt,
Waiting for you.