Florence Lyrics

You glow like the city lights

You make sense till the city nights

You're gonna be alright

Cuffed overalls and some Nikes on

She's wearing my shirt sitting on the lawn

Watching Twin Peaks with the volume down, yeah

There's something about the way you move

Not like I felt it too

There ain't no way that I could tell you

Fleetwood Mac in the backseat, of a New York taxi

With your eyes on the sun, we could go on the run

And you could always find me by the neon lights

And we could always be on the same page whenever you like

Painting pictures on the wall, the leaves in the fall, it's alright

Maybe I'll see you in Florence some night

And she's always fixing her hair in the rearview mirror when we're already there

I thought I'd seen it all until I saw you, yeah

Maybe still, either way

Every day with you's a Saturday

Yeah I made up my mind I want to be there tonight

Fleetwood Mac in the backseat, of a New York taxi

Her eyes on the sun, we could go on the run

And you could always find me by the neon lights

And we could always be on the same page whenever you like

Painting pictures on the wall, the leaves in the fall, it's alright

Maybe I'll see you in Florence some night

And I just want to think about you

I'm okay with that