From way back when we used to hold hands in the park until there was no sun, only dark i'd wait and watch the glowing bugs that would light up the night to bring them in a jar, to light the path to the end Grass still green on the side of where we're walking the light to your face as your talking i'm glad i found those insects that light up your face while i see you Without the insects to guide me to your face i wouldn't know where to find a place to put my lips upon yours