There's a mason jar under my bed
It lights up every night
There's a part of your soul I keep in there
It reminds me of your secret side
That no one but I had seen
In the darkness of the darkest nights
That part of your soul now belongs to me
So don't worry darling, everything will be alright.

Just don't forget about it someday
I'd be waiting with that mason jar
on the rooftop that's painted with wishes
that we wished on those wishing stars.