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