(While sailing to Meribia)

Wishing upon 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.
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.

(Chorus)
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.

What will fill this emptiness inside of me?
Am I to be satisfied without knowing?
I wish, then, for a chance to see.
Now all I need (desperately) --
Is my star to come?