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 a moonbeam. Poor, no one poor Long as love is sure On the 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 Is in a moonbeam. Poor, no one is poor Long as love is sure On the street of dreams.