[Verse 1]
I am not deep at all
I'm the shallow west of man
A pine tree in the sand has better chance in wind
The willow tree, his roots like penetrating vines
Shall search the ground entire to find the well-lit heights

[Verse 2]
My heart is like a bird that sets out on his own
And having gotten far, forgets the way back home
Oh never let me roam far from the grassy sea
Oh plant me like a flower, I'll burn and burn for thee

[Verse 3]
Let come the wind and rain
To soak the greater vine
We're greener as we grow
And simpler with time