There are no clouds out tonight,

I can see so many different stars,

and I have no idea which one to use tonight.

Tonight I plan to wish on a star,

just like I do everynight,

I will wish that someday soon you will be mine.

Perhaps tonight will be the night,

the night I pick the right star,

the one that will put you in my arms,

in my arms counting the stars up in the sky.

And if after I've wished on each and every star,

I'll know deep down that it is never to be,

but I also know that I will never stop wishing,

wishing that you were mine,

I will do so until there are no more stars in the sky.