rod stewart
this
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