A young girl's dream is a blessed bright and shining thing
And it sparkles like the dew in the morning light
If she trades it for the gleam of a gold wedding ring
Well I sure hope that her luck is better than mine
I used to call my heart a home
It was a place I could go when the world outside left me cold and alone
But I followed life down love's rough and rocky road
To come back and find a vacant lot all paved with stone
Your two strong arms and your sweet talkin' charms
They were enough to last for a while
But those kind words turned cold and the truth was finally told
And I longed for the days when I was a dreamin' child
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