The average life expectancy is not enough.
It is not average, it seems like a mediocre time.

Not enough to make a dent
in all the things I want to do.

Not enough to share all the love I have
for a girl and some people.

But, just enough to make some mistakes
and not recover.  

I guess hope lies in my dreams,
It relies on my strength,
my ability to keep the fire inside me alive.
To make one hell of a dent in my goals
And to make sure I give all the love I have to lass who lit the fire in the first place