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   Is in the moonbeam      Poor, no one is poor   As long as love is sure   On the street of dreams      Gold, silver and gold   All you can hold   Is in the moonbeam      Poor, no one is poor   As long as love is sure   On the street of dreams