There's nothing down here I believe in except you, yeah you And there's nothing to me that's even sacred except you, yeah you
You're the one that reacheth me, the one that I admire Every time we I think of you I feel like I'm on fire Nothing matters to me and there's nothing I desire except you, yeah you
There's nothing 'round here I care to try for except you, yeah you Nothing down here to live or die for except you, yeah you
There's a hymn I used to hear in the churches all the time Made me feel so good inside, so peaceful and sublime And there's nothing to remind me of that old familiar chime except you, yeah you
I used to run in the cemetery, laugh, sing and play when I was a child and it never seemed strange Now I just pass mournfully the places where the bones of life are piled something has changed
I'm a stranger here, no one sees me except you, yeah you Nothing anywhere seems to please me except you, yeah you Nothing hypnotizes me or holds me in a spell Everything runs by me like water from a well Everybody wants my attention, else they got something to sell except you, yeah you Oh, I'm just loving you! Appears: Lyric by Bob Dylan, Ram's Horn Music on Fishermans Blues (remaster), 2006