The sky paints your face a hundred different colors But this one is my favorite When I was a kid I kept bugs in a jar But they couldn't breathe and they had to get out So I let them fly, now I finally share What I'm thinking about so you know that I care The other night I saw a shooting star Maybe it wasn't my first but I didn't notice before And maybe I should start wearing my glasses around So I quit missing out on the things that surround me When I was a kid I kept bugs in a jar But they stopped lighting up when they Could have gone far Now I wouldn't dare keep bugs in a jar I'll just watch them with you While we lie in the dark