Florence

Composed by：Mikael Temrowski/Adam Friedman

Produced by：Adam Friedman

Early early in the morning

I can hear you snoring

And I creep out so you stay sleeping

Tiptoe down the hall to Florence

Open up the curtains

And pick her up as the sunlight seeps in

Blue-green eyes staring back at me

You got your little engine running

Yeah I can hear your heartbeat thumping

Isn't this moment something?

All of my ten toes planted

Holding you I'm never empty-handed

Yeah isn't this moment something?

Downstairs got the kettle steaming

A sunset in the evening

Is where my head goes when I hear your name

I don't know where the wind blows tomorrow

But I'll throw up the sail with you 'cause that'll cure my sorrows

Hold you close 'cause I know everybody's time is borrowed

My love I'll be right here right now with your

Blue-green eyes staring back at me

You got your little engine running

Yeah I can hear your heartbeat thumping

Isn't this moment something?

All of my ten toes planted

Holding you I'm never empty-handed

Yeah isn't this moment something?