Down by law, on Baker Street
Lay your head back on, this field of dreams
Then close your eyes

There's a few that, find love
On Sundays down by the sea
And they wash clean, like angels
(And they wash clean like angel's wings)
High above the waves so free

I have no words to say to you
I have no dream to take you to
I have no ring for you to kiss
Baby, all I have is this

Pray for grace, keep the faith
Walk on down the road
Wait for me, look for love

Are you fearless? Reckless?
Homeless and all alone?
Can you make love, heal things?
Make my heart go wild again?

I have no words to say to you
I have no dream to take you to
I have no ring for you to kiss
Baby, all I have is this

And she says it doesn't matter anymore
There's a few that, find love
On Sundays down by the sea
And they wash clean, like angels
(And they wash clean like angel's wings)
High above the waves so free

I have no words to say to you
I have no dream to take you to
I have no ring for you to kiss
Baby, all I have is this

All I have is on my sleeve
All I want is your sweet love, baby
All I saw was open space
Walk down the road, fearless, fearless

All I have is this

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Writer(s): JOHN JOSEPH CAPEK, MARC JORDAN