If I wished on a star
First,I'd ask how far you are.
Then I'd wish for travel fare
And find a way to make it there.

Then I'd turn to thank
That star
For bringing me to where
You are.

Because, with you
Is where I need to be.
You are my dream,
My fantasy.

Then you'd take my hand
And with a smile,
You ask how I made it
Through so many miles.

"Love. I reply.
It goes pretty far.
And not to mention some help
From a generous star."

Then I turn away
From your questioning eyes
And I look toward the darkening skies.
Then the star reappears and whispers to me,
"Wishes come true if you only believe."