Amelia Curran - Fool's Gold lyrics
[Amelia Curran - Fool's Gold lyrics]
I walk around on streets of gold
Only fools around but I do what I am told
And heavenly portions of sweet and low
A wind from the ocean that's a highway home
No time for faith
I had beliefs that I forgot to this day
This is what I have and what I have not
Yeah, I walk around on streets of gold
Only fools around but I do what I am told
And the boys line up
But they've got nowhere to go
They made me pretty and distracted and
Wishing I was growing old alone
Give me the years to let go of
The pride that put me here
I never ran, I walked away slowly
Try to contest it, I show you
That I walk around on streets of gold
Only fools around but I do what I am told
I follow the right side rules
Follow the left-wing-principles
Oh, time, oh, distance, oh, rise, oh
And I'm not really bothered by much
I'm pretending there'S too much to think on
Not enough to sing
Till you bring me the years to get rid
Of the pride that put me here
I never ran, I walked away slowly
Now I'm flying low, oh, low
There are only fools around but I
Do what I am told
I walk around on streets of gold
Soon I swallow fortune and head on home again
Oh, time, oh, distance, oh, rise, oh
Only fools around but I do what I am told
And heavenly portions of sweet and low
A wind from the ocean that's a highway home
No time for faith
I had beliefs that I forgot to this day
This is what I have and what I have not
Yeah, I walk around on streets of gold
Only fools around but I do what I am told
And the boys line up
But they've got nowhere to go
They made me pretty and distracted and
Wishing I was growing old alone
Give me the years to let go of
The pride that put me here
I never ran, I walked away slowly
Try to contest it, I show you
That I walk around on streets of gold
Only fools around but I do what I am told
I follow the right side rules
Follow the left-wing-principles
Oh, time, oh, distance, oh, rise, oh
And I'm not really bothered by much
I'm pretending there'S too much to think on
Not enough to sing
Till you bring me the years to get rid
Of the pride that put me here
I never ran, I walked away slowly
Now I'm flying low, oh, low
There are only fools around but I
Do what I am told
I walk around on streets of gold
Soon I swallow fortune and head on home again
Oh, time, oh, distance, oh, rise, oh