Fisherman
Lyrics
I've been down these roads before
The houses look the same with different colour doors
Where I lay my heart, that won't be your home
Fisherman cast your net, catching stones
Fisherman count your silver and gold
I've been down these concrete streets
The houses look the same but with a different beat
Where I lay my heart, that won't be your home
Fisherman cast your net, catching stones
Fisherman count your silver and gold
I've been down these roads before
The houses look the same with different colour doors
Where I lay my heart, that won't be your home
Fisherman cast your net, catching stones
Fisherman count your silver and gold
Writer(s): Philip McDonald
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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