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"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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All I have is this"
Walk down the road, fearless, fearless
All I saw was open space
All I want is your sweet love, baby
All I have is on my sleeve
Baby, all I have is this
I have no ring for you to kiss
I have no dream to take you to
I have no words to say to you
High above the waves so free
(And they wash clean like angel's wings)
And they wash clean, like angels
On Sundays down by the sea
There's a few that, find love
And she says it doesn't matter anymore
Baby, all I have is this
I have no ring for you to kiss
I have no dream to take you to
I have no words to say to you
Make my heart go wild again?
Can you make love, heal things?
Homeless and all alone?
Are you fearless? Reckless?
Wait for me, look for love
Walk on down the road
Pray for grace, keep the faith
Baby, all I have is this
I have no ring for you to kiss
I have no dream to take you to
I have no words to say to you
High above the waves so free
(And they wash clean like angel's wings)
And they wash clean, like angels
On Sundays down by the sea
There's a few that, find love
Then close your eyes
Lay your head back on, this field of dreams
"Down by law, on Baker Street
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