Love laughs at a king, kings don't mean a thing on the street of dreams
  Dreams broken in two can be made like new on the street of dreams
  
  Gold, silver and gold
  All you can hold's up there on a moonbeam
  Poor, there ain't nobody poor
  Long as love is sure on the street of dreams
  
  All the gold, silver and gold
  All you can hold's up there on a moonbeam
  Poor, nobody's poor
  Long as love is sure on the street of dreams
  Transcribed by Ron Hontz