as i wish upon a star this lonely new year's eve i won't be going anywhere and yet i will not grieve i only hope the gift i wish will surely be received
i ask providence in heaven for the blessings of your youth that you'd dream just as a child and those dreams will become TRUTH
that ink would flow from wells so deep that starlight's in the quill that the parchment's as endless as the measure of your will
and then i would that galaxies scintillating there where they shook wherever you look in the fireworks glare
that each star that winks above as far as you can see will be a blessing given and you'll know it's from