text: I stop and wish again, that I was a Fisherman
  Trade a noisy highway for the sound of the sea
  To know the mountain air, and make my stay up there
  Dont feel much like singing in a place not meant for me
  Well darlin I dont fit here
  And they dont understand you
  While my friends are gettin high
  Ill tell you all my secrets and well sail away
  And leave this town behind
  Well darling I dont fit here
  And they dont understand you
  So while my friends are gettin high
  Ill tell you all my secrets and well sail away
  And leave this town behind
  Oh oh
  Fingers all around us
  But I dont really mind, Oh oh
  Well leave this town behind
  Fingers all around us
  But I dont really mind, Oh oh
  Well leave this town behind
  Ohh
  Ohh
  Ohh
  Ooo
  And when your thoughts run wild
  You got me by your side
  There is nothing left for us on this side of the sea
  Cause darling I dont fit here
  And they dont understand you
  So while my friends are gettin high
  Ill tell you all my secrets and well sail away
  And leave this town behind