Used to dream of being a millionaire, without a care But if I'm seeing my dreams and you aren't there 'cause it's over That just wont be fair, darling. I'd rather be a poor woman living on the street, No food to eat 'cause I don't want no pie if I have to cry 'cause it's over When you said goodbye All at once I know I pushed you away What can I do that would save our love Take these material things They don't mean nothing It's you that I want All at once I had it all But it doesn't mean anything Now that you're gone From above,