You would not be (Eb)lieve your eyes if ten mil lion fire flies lit up the world as I fell a sleep.
’Cause they’d fill the (Eb)o pen air and leave tear drops ev ’ry where.
You’d think me rude, but I would just stand and stare.
I’d like to make my self be lieve
that plan et Earth
(Eb)turns
(Ebsus2)slow
(Ab)ly.
It’s hard to say that I’d (Eb)rath er stay a wake when I’m a (Cm)sleep, ’cause (Ab)ev ’ry thing is (Eb)nev er as it seems.
’Cause I get a (Eb)thou sand hugs from ten thou sand light ning bugs as they try to teach me they how to dance.
A fox trot a (Eb)bove my head, if a sock dreams hop get be neath my bed.
A dis co ball is just hang ing by a (Ab)thread.
I’d like to make my self be lieve
that plan et Earth
(Eb)turns
(Ebsus2)slow
(Ab)ly.
It’s hard to say that I’d (Eb)rath er stay a wake when I’m a (Cm)sleep, ’cause (Ab)ev ’ry thing is (Eb)nev er as it seems
when I (Cm)fall a (Ab)sleep.
Leave my door (Eb)o pen just a crack, (Please take me a way from (Bb)here.) ’cause I feel like (Eb)such an in som ni ac.
(Please take me a way from (Bb)here.) Why do I tire of count ing (Ab)sheep (Please take me a way from (Bb)here.) when I’m far too (Eb)tired to fall a (Ab)sleep?
(Ab)sleep.
I’d like to make my self be lieve
that plan et Earth
(Eb)turns
(Ebsus2)slow
(Ab)ly.
It’s hard to say that I’d (Eb)rath er stay a wake when I’m a (Cm)sleep, ’cause (Ab)ev ’ry thing is (Eb)nev er as it seems
when I (Cm)fall a (Ab)sleep.
I’d like to make my self be lieve
that plan et Earth
(Eb)turns
(Ebsus2)slow
(Ab)ly.
It’s hard to say that I’d (Eb)rath er stay a wake when I’m a (Cm)sleep, be (Ab)cause my dreams are (Eb)burst ing at the seams.
This page shows “Fireflies” by Owl City in our color-coded kid songbook view — every note is colored by pitch (red C, orange D, yellow E, green F, blue G, purple A, pink B) and the lyrics sit directly under each note, so children can sing along while they play. The song is in the key of Ab at 90 BPM, a medium-difficulty arrangement — try slowing the tempo down using the BPM control.