It’s a lovely, cool (I’m in jeans! I’m in jeans!) fall morning here in Los Angeles. So I threw down a foggy demo (note–demo!) of a new song, called “Spark”. Wanted to share it with you. xox Spark Spark I feel like I just got a chance A little glimpse, a second glance I don’t know what to do with it Should I abide it or should I quit I thought the smartest thing to do Was moving on and over you From when I thought I had to smash and grab it What if all this time I already had it Blame the heat and blame the moon Blame seeing you too soon Blame the way you just showed up Blame the coffee in my cup The smell of your wicked hair Rising sweetly in the air The way the sundress that you wear Cuts away and then it flares And maybe I just don’t care Oh so it goes, and so it goes Do you suppose I am too close Take matters out of my hands Forget the need to take a stand Forget sticking to your patch of land And all the things we couldn’t understand Seems like if I don’t know The safest place for me to go Is right on home to be alone But what if I don’t want to go The hardest place to be is in the dark Waiting on the smallest little spark.