From the recording Americana Motel
Lyrics
Sparks Fly {Chispas Vuelen}
Speak to me with your guitar
I know that's who you truly are
Voices of Light… Sing on the Air
Fingers of Sound… Touching my Hair
Sparks Fly...
This Fire's not allowed to burn…
This is more real than I have known
I feel you most... When I'm alone
Road trip… Driving my Soul
Landmarks… Guide me on Home
Sparks Fly... This Fire wants to Burn
Te Escucho.. Llamando mi Nombre
Te Escucho.. Llamando mi Nombre
Voces de Luz…
Cantan en el Aire Dedos de Sonido…
Tocando mi Pelo
Chispas Vuelen Este Fuego…..
Esta Destinado a Quemar
I hear you… Calling my name…
I hear you… Calling my name…
Voices of Light… Sing on the Air
Fingers of Sound… Touching my Hair
Sparks Fly...
This Fire… is meant to Burn…
Why now? Why not now?
Why now? Why not now?
Sparks Fly...
This Fire will Burn…
All Rights Reserved (c) Words & Music by E. Christina Herr (BMI)