Fireflies Ron Pope Intro- C# Fm x2 When the s[C#]treetlights come on and the f[Fm]ireflies flicker, I am [C#]walking her home making plan[Fm]s. With her [C#]shoes in her hands, I am wat[Fm]ching her dance, As the [C#]hem of her dress gently [Fm]kisses the grass. [C#] [Fm] [Eb]It suddenly[Bb] rains on[F#9] us, [Eb]She is laughing [Eb]and turns up her[F#9] hands. Like autumn turns [C#]leaves, winter will [G#]breathe, cold on our [Bbm]necks, Snow in our[F#9] paths. Wherever she [C#]goes, all (guitartabs.cc)