Florence Heart

She was born in '64, when the Beatles took the stage

No chains on her wrists, no weight on her skin

Her eyes on me, birthday girl indeed

Mom, it's time of the year, time for your piece

Life is awesome, like Grant's song

You grow old, you grow gold

Time for new wild dreams

And a Florence heart

She's seen all the changes, walked through the years

Held her own in silence, wiped away the tears

Lost in her own self, lost in the wind

And of course, Mom, heaven is the place on earth with you

Life is awesome, like Grant's song

You grow old, you grow gold

Time for new wild dreams

And a Florence heart

Mom, I've done my best

And sometimes we say goodbye

Like Halley's Comet

Like we cross the path