Pawn Shops and Second Hand Stores Video (MV)

Packing up my boyhood plans
I used to have so many
Going down to the second hand store
To pawn off this old guitar
To invest in something new
Got to buy a diamond ring

All my dreams went up in cash
Selling these foolish notions
I want to take care of you
Give up what I wanted
To give you everything

Dreams are like wild horses
Or maybe shooting stars
Even if you could catch them at all
You can't hang on to them
We might not have much
But we can always write a song about that

You, wishing I could play an old song
I used to know so many
So, you're going down to the second hand store
To buy an old guitar
To invest in something new
You want to hear the song that won your heart

You bought my dreams
And called them ours
You want to see me happy
We are both happy
You're all I've ever wanted
We have everything

Dreams are like wild horses
Or maybe shooting stars
Even if you could catch them at all
You can't hang on to them
We may never have much
We'll have each other
We'll write a song about that
Write a song about that
Write a song about that