Sparks Might Fly

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 I'll let you in on a secret. I did not steal away when love rode by I did not let myself be unkind It's so heard to say where love meets lust I often think I'm losing my mind. I trade notes with the press league They send back their suggestions I wanna know where I come from