I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see right through you…
I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see right through you…

A dream’s a dream and I’m wishing on a star
So through the darkness show me who you are
A dream’s a dream and I’m wishing on a star
So through the darkness show me who you are

I have a picture, a thought in mind / Now it’s time to realize
This is something you should analyze / in your mind…

Are you dreaming wishing on a star / A dream’s a dream and so a star
So through the darkness, show me who you are

Are you dreaming wishing on a star / A dream’s a dream and so a star
So through the darkness, show me who you are

Now as I see the things in front of me / Open my arms and welcome you
Hoping that this dream will come true . . .
So many rivers to cross / Somehow you could get lost
But by the time I’m through / I can see right through you

I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see right through you…
I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see right through you…

I am dreaming wishing on a star / A dream’s a dream and so a star
So through the darkness show me who you are

Now I can see all these things in front of me
I’ll open my arms and I’ll welcome you
And I hope that this dream will come true…

I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see right through you
I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see right through you

I’m wishing on a star,
I’m wishing on a star
I’m wishing on a dream,
I’m wishing on a dream

Circa 1989, I was obsessed with this song.
It was everywhere on the airwaves. (Radio still ruled, back then.) It was floating on the wind, it was blaring from passing cars, it was playing in the mall, the corner drugstore, wherever . . . I used to sit by my boombox with a blank cassette, waiting to catch it and finally record it. Eventually I borrowed the C.D. (remember those ?) and I came to know every track on the album intimately.

I appreciate the retro-70s strings in this composition.

This song is amazing, like a relic from a bygone civilization.

All y’all tryin to say ima hater. Dang. Y’all clueless.
Y’all only hatin on me cuz I hates playa hatin’ playa haterz.

If i wuz a HATER i wouldn’t be bringing y’all the best of my poetic sensibilities here @ Connect / Hook.

Aint got TIME 4 hatin.   I want your SOUL.
(Right next 2 my soul…)

or is that Roman numeral II: “next II my soul”…

Just sayin’ – gnomesain?

“No time for mindgames – it’s right down to the wire
It’s all about HATE – PASSION, and FIRE…”