Lyrics Frank Sinatra

Frank Sinatra

Street of Dreams

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

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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