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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Rod Stewart
Rod Stewart
Chant
Frank Ricotti
Frank Ricotti
Grosse caisse
Kevin Savigar
Kevin Savigar
Claviers
Gavin Wright
Gavin Wright
Direction d’orchestre
Paul Robinson
Paul Robinson
Batterie
Mike Higham
Mike Higham
Programmation
Trevor Horn
Trevor Horn
Programmation
Jim Cregan
Jim Cregan
Guitare
Tim Pierce
Tim Pierce
Guitare
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
John Capek
John Capek
Paroles/Composition
Marc Jordan
Marc Jordan
Paroles/Composition
Anne Dudley
Anne Dudley
Arrangement des instruments à cordes
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Rich Lowe
Rich Lowe
Ingénierie de mixage
Michael Ostin
Michael Ostin
Production déléguée
Mike Higham
Mike Higham
Ingénierie de prise de son
Rob Dickins
Rob Dickins
Production déléguée
Trevor Horn
Trevor Horn
Production
Stephen Marcussen
Stephen Marcussen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Steve MacMillan
Steve MacMillan
Ingénierie de mixage
Tim Weidner
Tim Weidner
Ingénierie de prise de son

Paroles

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 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 too rich 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 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 I have no way to hold you now I have no time to show you how I have no gold, nothing too rich 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
Writer(s): John Joseph Capek, Marc Wallace Jordan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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