If wishes were horses,
then beggars would ride
On clouds of white stallions with bright fiery eyes
Chasing stars into corners of yesterday's skies
If wishes were horses, then beggars would ride
Ride through the gone days of playgrounds of time
Where life
was a game and if
fun was a prize
Where love was the bodies that lived down the
street And pain was no root beer or cookie sweet
If wishes were horses,
then beggars would ride On clouds of white stallions with bright
fiery eyes Chasing stars into corners of yesterday's
skies If wishes were horses,
then beggars would
ride
Off to a bright colored castle of dreams Where folks are just people
and things what they seem
Where all plays a game but the young always win And love to the
losers
for losing again
If wishes were horses,
then beggars would ride