Street Of Dreams (09-20-51) - Stan Kenton

Midnight, you heavy laden, it’s midnight

Come on and trade in your old dreams for new

Your new dreams for old

I know where they’re bought

I know where they’re sold

Midnight, you’ve got to get there at midnight

And you’ll be met there by others like you

Brothers as blue

Smiling 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, sliver and gold

All you can hold is in the moonbeams

Poor, no one is poor

Long as love is sure

On the street of dreams

Midnight, look at the steeple, it’s midnight

Unhappy people, it’s ringing with joy

It’s ringing with cheer

'Cause yesterday’s gone

Tomorrow is near

Midnight, the heart is lighter at midnight

Things will be brighter the moment you find

More of your kind

Smiling 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

Oooh gold, silver, and gold

All you can hold is in the moonbeams

Poor, no one is poor

Long as love is sure

On the street of dreams