Sparks

Wish I could take your lips with me
On the road where ever I’d be
I’d kiss you goodnight in the far off moonlight
Wish I could take your lips with me
Listen to your little voice sing along with the radio
A song that someone else wrote
I don’t care, I just need you here
Wish I could take your eyes with me
Show you all the things I’ve seen
My favorite Mexican bar opened there and big bright stars
Wish I could take your eyes so blue
My second favorite part of you
Probably looking at some other man
Southern gentlemen stole your hand
And I’ll stand up and I’ll keep the mouth shut
And I see a spark in the making, I hope the rain don’t come too soon
You’ve got a hand for the taking and I’m 'bout to take it to the moon
And I see a spark in the making, I hope the rain don’t come too soon
You’ve got a hand for the taking and I’m 'bout to take it to the moon
And I’m 'bout to take it to the moon.
Late night we sing up songs, we sing it slow to make it last long
Sparks grow to wild fly, two birds loving on a wire
Late night we talk in our sleep, joke about the things that we usually keep
Never been crazy like this, check my eyes and tell me what it is
I’m sick for you and there’s nothing I can do
And I see a spark in the making, I hope the rain don’t come too soon
You’ve got a hand for the taking and I’m 'bout to take it to the moon
And I see a spark in the making, I hope the rain don’t come too soon
You’ve got a hand for the taking and I’m 'bout to take it to the moon
And I’m 'bout to take it to the moon.