Mouse stood on a rooftop in New York City. The moon shining down on her, she takes her cap off and lets her hair flow in the light breeze. The streets are mainly silent beneath her as she looks up to the stars, a dreaming look on her face.

Wishing on a dream that seems far off
Hoping it will come today.

She sighed, turning away. Her eyes downcast as she began to make her way down to the landing of the fire escape. She stood at the railing as the breeze picked up and then died down as suddenly as it came.

Into the starlit night
Foolish dreamers turn their gaze,
Waiting on a shooting star.

There it was! A shooting star blazed across the sky. She closed her eyes and whispered something into her hands. Then as she looked once more into the sky, her eyes became worried. Clouds rolled over the moon and the streets became dark. Her shoes echoed on the metal as she continued her descent into the alley.

But, what if that star is not to come?
Will their dreams fade to nothing?
When the horizon darkens most,
We all need to believe there is hope.

She breathed in deeply, laying down near the statue of Pulitzer that was in the center of the square. A few of the other newsies had already staked their claims on their spots on and around it. She laid back, looking at the shapes that the stars made in the sky. The clouds began to clear and the moon lit the square with an eerie glow once more.

Is an angel watching closely over me?
Can there be a guiding light I've yet to see?
She looked around at the other newsies. They all had one thing in common. They were either orphans or runaways. Either way they had no home in this city that thrived on child labor. Her thoughts began to drift to her family that she had never known.

I know my heart should guide me, but,
There's a hole within my soul.

She got up, deciding that she could not sleep tonight. Her thoughts troubling her too much. She walked briskly out of the square. Then, she thought of it...there was one thing...one person.

What will fill this emptiness inside of me?
Am I to be satisfied without knowing?

She cocked her head to the side as she perched outside the lodging house where he stayed. Looking at the door, she hoped for something that most likely wouldn't come.

I wish, then, for a chance to see,
Now all I need, (desperately)

The door opened and there he was. Racetrack stepped out into the night, not being able to sleep himself. Mouse breathed in sharply and he looked over. His eyes sweet he motioned her over and put his arm around her shoulder. There was something in his eyes that wasn't there before. His smile sweeter and his charm and wit taking the breath from Mouse's mouth.

Is my star to come...

They both walked off into the night, their silhouettes slowly dissipating into the night. Their laughter echoing in the night.