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 life
 Time moving in a straight line
 But then at a whim a change in the wind
 A story begins in its mind
 For deep in her eyes beneath the lies of the dark
 Leaving marks, sparks
 She 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 design
 Time seen through glasses of wine
 Never reveals the why or the when
 How this story will end as you find
 That deep in her eyes beneath the lies of the dark
 Leaving marks, sparks
 Come 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, yeah
 Hearts 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 dared
 Chance, a move based on a glance
 A move based on no more than feel
 In this unreal circumstance
 For deep in her eyes beneath the lies of the dark
 Leaving marks, sparks