Sparkle - Holly Conlan

Shoes scuffed up at the edges,

Elbows scrapped up,

Head is sore,

I don’t think I got the sparkle you are looking for.

I don’t know where I am going.

I lost my way, I lost the heart,

I don’t think I got the patience to play this part.

I don’t know how to follow,

I don’t think I should steer.

I asleep at the wheel now,

I don’t know why I am here,

But I’ll keep running around 'till you see me.

All dressed up the night is waiting,

But I can’t see to find my feet,

I could finish all your stories, we’d never be complete.

I don’t know how to follow,

But I don’t think I should steer.

I am asleep at the wheel now,

I don’t know why I am here.

But I’ll keep running around 'till you see me.

All of the calls are wasted, all of the calls have dulled,

I have got too many pieces wasting away,

Getting cold.

I don’t know how to follow,

But I don’t think I should steer.

I am asleep at the wheel now,

I don’t know why I am here.

But I’ll keep running around

But I’ll keep running around

I’ll keep running around 'till you see me.