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Rod Stewart Miscellaneous 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 |
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