Sparks Fly Songs Novels & Stories

BECAUSE WE’RE ABLE TO BE JUST YOU AND ME WITHIN THESE WALLS BUT WHEN WE GO OUTSIDE YOU’RE GONNA WAKE UP AND SEE THAT IT WAS HOPELESS AFTER ALL NO ONE CAN REWRITE THE STARS HOW CAN YOU SAY YOU’LL BE MINE? EVERYTHING KEEPS US APART AND I’M NOT THE ONE YOU WERE MEANT TO FIND IT’S NOT UP TO YOU IT’S NOT UP TO ME WHEN EVERYONE TELLS US WHAT WE CAN BE HOW CAN WE REWRITE THE STARS? SAY THAT THE WORLD CAN BE OURS TONIGHT Then both started singing together. ALL I WANT IS TO FLY WITH YOU ALL I WANT IS TO FALL WITH YOU SO JUST GIVE ME ALL OF YOU IT FEELS IMPOSSIBLE, IS IT IMPOSSIBLE?

To her, a walk wasn’t a walk without music and earphones, she really liked it loud, loved gospel, old school music, not the latest but did listen to top hits of almost every genre. As she took the walk, with her music playing, with her earphones on her ears, in a quiet street with its gentle breeze since it was early December, she thought of her boyfriend she left back home, in the rurals and she wished she could just fly. She even remembered Robert Kelly’s song “I BELIEVE I CAN FLY”, she wished she could just fly without wings and be with him then fly back home again, unfortunately that was just a dream of an hour.

Three years later ♪ I guess that flowers aren't just used for big apologies I guess I should've been more conscious how you spoke to me 'Cause when we'd fight, you give me space and not communicate And for a while, I thought that's what I should appreciate Maybe I was holdin' on to what I thought you were But when you think too hard, eventually, it starts to hurt The version of you in my head now I know wasn't true Young people fall for the wrong people, guess my one was you ♪ I grabbed the spatula so hard while I tried sounding like Lauren Spencer Smith. I was making scrambled eggs just the way he liked them and I simply couldn't resist waking up to sing ' Flowers by Lauren Spencer Smith' T

He would sweep me off my feet and I would madly fall in love with him. We'd get married and have kids and finally live happily. That was my dream. Though it sounded pathetic. I had a dream I got everything I wanted Not what you'd think And if I'm being honest It might've been a nightmare To anyone who might care Thought I could fly (fly) So I stepped off the Golden, mm Nobody cried (cried, cried, cried, cried) Nobody even noticed I saw them standing right there Kinda thought they might care (might care, might care)

“You already knew that you were going to succeed in take me out that's why you took a Jeep? she asks, furrowing her eyebrows.” “Yep,” I say, opening the door for him. Discretion assured. “So I’m already so predictable?” She sighs and gets into the vehicle. I laugh and she continues to mumble turning on the radio. “OMG!” it is written by stopping on chain. I furrow my eyebrows as I do my maneuver. “Fireflies!!! You know this song ?" “Sasha…” She starts to sing and she has to realize that she sings really badly. And she misses half the lyrics.

"Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of a dark black night Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of a dark black night Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise." He didn't expect to have any reaction towards her. That was why surprise was evident in his face when she clapped right after he finished singing. It was just a short song in the first place. "I like your voice," she said.

" Everyone screamed at what he said, especially the woman next to me. We were closer to the stage than the others. He started to sing 🎶 When I was just a child 🎶 I couldn't see how beautiful the world is 🎶 So many restrictions, Nothing to hold 🎶Nobody can see my flaws, pains and 🎶desires 🎶I want to fly , wanna spread my wings 🎶No more holding to the the past 🎶It's over, over , I am here, I am here 🎶moving on, I am here , I am here

I can't fly with these small wings Even though I am like an ugly duckling Indeed, when my song reach the sky above Then we shall truly meet Even if a sigh goes by, even if my heart grieves, even if your heart is sad I know, we will find shelter again someday I can't fly with these small wings Even though I am like an ugly duckling Indeed, when my song reaches the sky above Then we shall truly meet One, two, three, I count white sheep Unknowingly, tears began to fall

It looked so silly that I giggled again, covering my mouth too late. “Wanna see a new trick I learned?” his hands asked. I nodded so fast my hair bounced. New tricks were always the best. He bent closer and snapped his fingers, and sparks jumped out, popping and cracking like fireworks. Then they moved like little zigzags across the air before fading. I call him Sparky because every time he does that, my tummy feels like it’s fizzing too. “Pretty,” I signed to him, still in awe as he blew softly on the flame and it stretched into a glowing ribbon that curled through the air like a dragon’s tail.

The drive to Angels was relatively peaceful, no traffic around for miles, just wide empty roads as I blast the song Battlefield by Jordan Sparks over my car's speakers. “I never meant to start a war. You know I never want to hurt you. Don’t even know what we’re fighting for” I sing not caring who heard me as I really liked the song and felt like it resonated with me especially with how things turned out back home. Drumming my fingers I continue to sing to the music as I slowly make my way towards Angels, eventually pulling up towards a huge building. Once there I quickly move to park my car before turning off the engine and heading inside.