Sparks

Lines of a tale
Cut in the face of a crowd, sentenced no bail
There in the night
Deep in the back through the black beckons a lifeTime moving in a straight line
But then at a whim a change in the wind
A story begins in its mindFor deep in her eyes beneath the lies of the dark
Leaving marks, sparksShe has been steeled
Standing there looking so tight, taut and high heeled
One of a kind
The kind of a girl that only a dream could designTime seen through glasses of wine
Never reveals the why or the when
How this story will end as you findThat deep in her eyes beneath the lies of the dark
Leaving marks, sparksCome on, conjure up a reason for living
Take me round and around and around and around and again
Come on, do it in the name of living
For if not tonight tell me when
For if not tonight tell me when, yeahHearts can confuse
That messed up bundle of nerves that tends to bruise
Still lay it bare
It's better to bleed than to need and never have daredChance, a move based on a glance
A move based on no more than feel
In this unreal circumstanceFor deep in her eyes beneath the lies of the dark
Leaving marks, sparks