Raring to Roam - Arts Fishing Club

23 years with this heart of mine

As tender as a worm on a fishing line

I’m hoping for a nibble, not hoping for a bite

Much too young to tie my line too tight

Well I never grew up, guess I never tried

Heard the older you get, closer you are to dying

I’ll admit I’m a lonely, I’ll admit I’m a-scared

Cause I’m not so sure I’ll ever really care

One foot in your river bed, one on shore

Longing to love, but I live to explore

Got to lay you in the water, can’t take you home

Cause the sun is rising and I’m

Raring to Roam

23 years with this heart of mine

Just tryna figure out how to spend my time

Cause a life without lovin is a life unlived

And a man without a mission is an empty tin

And I could date one in the morning to fill my bed at night

But something bout that just don’t sit right

Every date I’d drag her deeper down

Oh oh till I up and leave her to drown

One foot in her river bed, one foot on shore

Longing to love, but I live to explore

Got to lay you in the water, can’t take you home

The sun is rising and I’m

Raring to Roam

(oh my head, my heart, my love, my soul, and you

All my fears and all these dreams you put me through)

23 years with this heart of mine

As tender as a worm on a fishing line