Sparks Might Fly - Mary Black

I cannot stop this child from touching me I see not fault in watching her bloom

She knows where fire begins and where sparks might fly

Yet I feel she may be consumed.

She done turns on the b stage

She shook hands when the shoe fit

I wanna know how the land lies

Ill let you in on a secret.

I did not steal away when love rode by I did not let myself be unkind

Its so heard to say where love meets lust

I often think Im losing my mind.

I trade notes with the press league

They send back their suggestions

I wanna know where I come from

But all I get are directions.

I cant get started, cant get pain

Whats wrong?

Big ideas, the find intentions

Theyre all gone

It takes two flagons of courage

Pounds, shillings and pence

You wind up going nowhere

It doesnt make sense.

I see my brothers face grow dark with care

I spend my time avoiding his gaze

I pray that God might make his dreams come true

Id give so much to feel hes been saved.

A bright spark in the playground

Dead loss as an anchor

You dont call him a misfit

Hes just stuck for an answer.