Lletres: Tree63. Overdue.

Struck by lightning once
You conceived a flame
Now every waking second
I'm waiting for the blaze

But is it ever going to come?
What am I supposed to do
When everything I could become is overdue?

Out of frustration
Comes a patient man
I'm on the verge of something
End of what you began

But is it ever going to come?
What am I supposed to do
When everything I could become is overdue, is overdue?

Just the smallest spark
It set my world on fire
I see you in my dreams