| Wish on a star, it’s gonna work in the future
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| In the time that it takes a wish to go and return
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| When you’re sleeping at night the wish is flying and flying
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| The star will wait 'til it’s time to listen and learn
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| And the wish it will land in the star’s giant hand
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| And a bridge will appear to the star’s giant ear
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| And the wish it will walk to the ear and then talk
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| And this all will take place deep in the forest of space
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| Every song a bird has sung in the morning
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| Is a song on the dark side that a bird dreams at night
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| And each turn of the earth makes half the upside-down beaks
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| Take a turn in the dream-songs from the ones upside-right
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| And each time that they match there’s a egg that will hatch
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| 'til they open the moon, and the earth will hatch too
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| 'til a chirp is expressed from each galaxy’s nest
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| And this all will take place deep in the forest of space
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| When the wishes come back they’ll be granted and given
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| But the time that it took will be a life and a half
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| So each life that we live is someone’s wish from a distance
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| Each wish that we make the future won’t need to ask
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| And the starlight that beams through each island that dreams
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| Is reflected so small in the eyes of us all
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| And each light bounces back to someplace out in the black
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| From our face to its face deep in the forest of space |