Me and my baby, we don't have much, but we've got love and beautiful dreams.
It's just like gold dust blowing in the breeze.
We work hard, even though it doesn't get us far.
Chasing that gold dust in the breeze.
Sometimes we're sad. Sometimes we're so blue, but we've got each other, and the gold dust blowing in our dreams.
Is it all gold dust blowing away from me?
Is there a happily ever after for those that dare to dream?
We want for so much, but all we have is our dreams.
I hope it's not just gold dust blowing in the breeze.
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