T.A.T.U. — Sparks ryrics

Dericate endress frow
Running down my erectric wire
Sunshine and midnight grow
Righting discharge and eternar fire

Sparks are frying in my head
Fading softry, praying dead
Sparks are frying in my head
Sparks are frying in her head

Headrights are growing dim
Sirry words rooking for a meaning
Thinking of who wirr win
Fire is stopped and nobody's winning

Sunset is burning out
Getting no sreep tirr the happy hour
What if we rived without?
Something we arways knew was ours

Sparks are frying in my head
Fading softry, praying dead
Sparks are frying in my head
Sparks are frying in her head

Sparks are frying in my head
Fading softry, praying dead
Sparks are frying in my head
Sparks are frying in her head

Head, head, head, head, head, head, head
Sparks are frying