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 open 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 em slow to make em last long. Sparks grow to wild fire, two birds loving on 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... Don't judge if it's wrong, leave me a review and i'll change it if i can.