Sparks  -  Trans-Siberian  Orchestra

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