(Marc Jordan/John Capek)



Down below on Baker Street 

Lay your head back 

On this field of dreams 

And close your eyes 

There's a few that find love 

On Sundays down by the sea 

And they wash clean like angels 

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 

I have no way to hold you now 

I have no time to show you how 

I have no gold, nothing to risk 

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' wings 

High above the waves so free 



(*Repeat) 



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