Stars

At about nine o'clock
We lay there and stare
At the stars in the sky
And fireflies in the air

I point straight up
At that really bright star
And I say to myslef
"It can't be that far"

Cuz all the far ones
Look small and unclear
And it's very different
When they are near

I Know this for sure
Cuz the brightest I see
Are the ones in your eyes
And they're the closest to me