Bobby caldwell

Street of dreams

Bobby caldwell
Love laughs at a king
Kings don't mean a thing on the Street of Dreams
Dreams broken into
Can be made like new on the Street of Dreams
Gold, silver and gold
All that you can hold up there on a moonbeam
Poor, nobody's poor
As long as love is sure on the Street Of Dreams
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