Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Firefly, artist - Martha Tilston. Album song Bimbling, in the genre Музыка мираDate of issue: 15.11.2004
Song language: English
Firefly |
| VERSE 1 |
| Before the morning let us bathe upon the yellow. |
| I love to sleep with the ringing of the cello, |
| In my ears, nothing but your warm breath, |
| I always sleep on the left. |
| CHORUS |
| (And) I still get a chill |
| Still get a spill |
| Filling up my belly when I think of you. |
| (You see) I still get a river |
| Still get a quiver |
| And it burns down my spine |
| When I think that you’re mine. |
| (Oh, yes you are!) |
| VERSE 2 |
| And always hunting for the light, |
| Well. |
| it’s a firefly. |
| Don’t you see that it’s you aglow? |
| In the morning when work is in the air, |
| I love to play with your hair. |
| (CHORUS) |
| (VERSE 1) |
| (CHORUS) |
| CODA |
| I still get a chill |
| Still get a spill |
| Filling up my belly when I think of you. |
| So the river calls to deliver |
| And it burns down my spine |
| (Oh) … you’re mine |
| Oh, you’re mine |
| Oh, you’re mine |
| O, you’re mine |