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Sara Groves - Fireflies And Songs |
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Thirty years ago I was a little girl |
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Riding in the back seat of the car. |
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A woman sang 'You don't bring me flowers anymore.' |
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I felt the sadness in my little heart. |
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We're looking for the music |
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In the music box, |
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Tearing it to pieces, |
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Trying to find a song. |
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I was drawn to you in ways I can't explain. |
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I fought like crazy but I couldn't stay away. |
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Piled on expectations and lots of blame, |
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Like we couldn't do it any other way. |
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We're looking for a firefly |
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Moving through the night, |
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Staring at that one place |
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Swear it never lights. |
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Were you surprised our hearts were not like ticking clocks? |
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The faces and hands easy to read. |
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We both wished 'if only in the land of Oz.' |
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And longed for things we'd never really need. |
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Now we're standing in the kitchen, |
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All pretense is gone. |
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You kiss me on the shoulder. |
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Fireflies and songs. |
