If you find yourself here in my side of town, I pray that you'd come to my door. Talk to me like you don't know what we ever fought about, 'cause I don't remember anymore. I just know that she warms my heart. And knows what all my imperfections are. And she said that I was the brightest little firefly in her jar.
And I just know that she warms my heart. And knows what all my imperfections are. And she says that I am the brightest little firefly in her jar~
Copeland - Brightest
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