In ten millions of dreams
It takes but threads and needles to sow yourself a gown
Don't be envious when you see colors in uptown
Their laughter didn't appear without a moan
You see fruits they plucked from a time they have sown...
In ten millions of dreams
Work hard and bring the house down
Then millions shall befit your crown
You'll get all colors, be it white, black or brown
Telling your stories while you still move an eye brow.
In ten millions of dreams
All I need is an unending ten million success drown
From my pretty smile foundation of frown
Once shaded upon a time in a no grass lawn
Until then my nights shall be my dawn! ! !
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