Florence

                        C
She could be my little freckled-face
 fidgeter, me but miniature
                     D       
Sleeping on the sofa 'til she 
                    Em
tackles and I tickle her, the 
whisperer

I could be your listener, telling me
 your stories
 D                             C
But I'm showing her a signature, the
 scribbler
Saying that she's finished but I 
                        D
tell her eat her spinach
And she'll see the sky's the limit,
Em
 trust

'Cause when we're with it I can feel
 there ain't no limit
Just be free, me and my sister, I 
      Em                D       C
can see the skies are limitless

I feel her brush her hand across my 
cheek 'til I speak
           D                       
I yawn and say "Good morning", keep
              Em
 her sweet, squeeze her deep

Til she giggles, starts to wriggle 
in the sheet

Then she disappears and sweeps me 
off my feet
Em            C
I need to eat, I'm reminded of the 
handshakes
                D
Remember that I promised her some 
pancakes
Gm                                
So I stagger to the stove and 
      D
start to stand brace

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See I make 'em like my Nan makes

[Chorus]
          C        Gm          Am
I see you perching on the corner 
      F#m              Em
of the weeping window pane
                  F#m          Gm
You're growing up fast just like the
 flora
Am                        C
The world is yours, come shine or 
rain

[Verse 2]

N.C
I could be your freckled-face 
figure, her but bigger

Shelter her from school when all the
 snitches start to snicker

I'll be sticking with her, hold her 
close and deeper within her

She would better me reading the 
recipe while cooking dinner

My little sinner wander walking in 
the park

Put her to bed and end up talking 
'til it's dark

She spins a web and I get caught up 
in the laugh

I should go but though I know I 
shouldn't ask
                      C
See, my sisters like, "Nah there's 
one more task"
                        D        
I ain't bored of one, laying with 
                     Em
her 'til the morning come

More begun, I'm a warm her like the 
morning sun
Good morning, Ben, again, we talk 
           D         Em
until the morning's done

And I'm reminded of the handshakes
                   D             
Remember that I promised her some 
        Gm
pancakes

So I stagger to the stove and start 
to stand brace
 D                     Em
See I make 'em like my Nan makes

[Chorus]
          C        Gm          Am
I see you perching on the corner 
      F#m              Em
of the weeping window pane
                  F#m          Gm
You're growing up fast just like the
 flora
Am                        C
The world is yours, come shine or 
rain
Gm                    Am    D    
Whilst you're here beside me, 
  Em
just know I'm only one pancake away
F#m          Am             D
You'll know where to find me
     C
Any time, any place