Shallow

You run so deep
How do you keep your head above?
I know you keep
Your notebook full of notes on me
On me

Shallow, shallow, shallow, shallow
Water runs through this land
Follow it down through the woods to the meadow
Then you, you might understand

Tolstoy and Sonya
Tortured their love with diaries
He's gone, his farm
Her passion and her nursery
Nursery

Shallow, shallow, shallow, shallow
Water runs through this land
Follow it down through the woods to the meadow
Then you, you might understand

Twilight, small room
Your Irish eyes reflect the gloom
I love this light
It's so sad and soft into the night
The night

Shallow, shallow, shallow, shallow
Water runs through this land
Follow it down through the woods to the meadow
Follow it down through the woods to the meadow
Follow it down through the woods to the meadow
Then you, you might understand