Street Of Dreams Bobby Caldwell

Midnight
It's midnight

I know
I know where there

Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight

Folks who are blue

Smile and on the street of dreams

[Instrumental break]

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