If my love for you
Was still meant to be
Skies would change from red to blue
Tossed away like a broken wedding glass
Fractured over paid and gone

All your dreams come true
All your dreams come true
All your dreams come true
All your dreams come true

The court was made of auctioneers
And people took whatever's theirs
They left the city square
I'd come from over there

All your dreams come true
All your dreams come true
All your dreams come true
All your dreams come true

A house down the street
Buckets of paint on the floor
NMy feet should feel the cold
My head's what I need to hold
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