Or are wishes classified as hopeless dreams
Heard by some faceless stranger
Walking by and laughing, it seems
At the one who dares to try, to hope
To see into the world beyond
And to acheive something impossible
Like waving a magic wand
But maybe if we keep hoping and trying
In spite of the stranger who has no face
The one we cannot identify
Who pushes us to a dark place
Just keep on wishing on that star
Your dreams just might come true
But remember, the real magic lies inside
And in the things you do
