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Wishing on a dream that seems far off

Hoping it will come today
Into the starlit night, foolish dreamers turn their gaze

Waiting on a shooting star..

"He's not coming back, Wendy, face it."

"Yes, he is. I know he is! He promised me he wouldn't leave me!" Wendy cried, sitting on the windowsill looking up at that famous star.

"Wendy," John cried, "Go back to sleep. For a billion nights straight you've been staring out that window! Get over it!"

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

Wendy's heart skipped a beat when she saw something moving in the sky.

"John! Micheal! Did you see that?!"

"See what, Wendy?" Micheal asked.

"Something..something in the sky moved!"

"It was probably just a shooting star! Go to sleep!"

Is an angel watching closely over me?
Can there be a guiding light I've yet to see?
I know my heart should guide me but

There's a hole within my soul

"John, Micheal, I know you're wrong. Peter Pan said he loved me!"

"Yeah, so did Christopher in the second grade, but we saw how well that turned out, didn't we?"

"This is different, John! Since when are you so like dad?!"

"Since I learned he's NEVER coming back!"

What will fill this emptiness inside of me?

Am I to be satisfied without knowing?

"You don't know for sure! He could come back any moment, and we'd be sleeping! And maybe he'd turn around, and it'd be all your fault!"

"Go to sleep, Wendy, you're waking up Micheal!"

"What.. what happened?" Micheal asked.
"Go to sleep, Micheal. Wendy is just being thick."

"HE SAID HE LOVED ME!"

"GO TO SLEEP, WENDY!"

"Maybe you're right, John." Wendy said between sniffles, going under the covers and closing her eyes, drifting off to sleep. "He's..never coming..back.."

I wish now for a chance to see

Now all I need (desperatly)

Is my star to come

Peter Pan stared into Wendy's window, looking at Tinkerbell.

"I told you she wouldn't remember you" Tinkerbell taunted.

"I..I thought she loved me! She.. she said 'I love you too!'"

"Yeah, so did TigerLilly, but you saw how well that turned out!"

"I..I guess you're right, Tink," Peter said, turning his back towards the window. "I guess she just wanted fun."

As he started to fly away, Wendy bolted up in her bed. "Pe..pe..PETER!?!"

"Wendy?"