by Anna Moo The thing I like about a summer’s night
Is the magic outside my window.
Shining bright like sparkling lights,
They dance wherever the wind blows Chorus:
Fireflies in the night, fireflies shining bright
I see you here and then you disappear
You’re like angels in flight on a summer’s night
Fireflies . . . Fireflies. The crickets play their fiddle tune
and the bullfrog burps at the big full moon
the sounds of summer bring such delight
But nothing compares to that magic light, of… Chorus | |
