Forecast

[Intro]

Shallow

I am shallow

I am, I am, I am shallow

Oh, oh

Shallow

I am, I am, I am shallow

I am shallow

I am, I am, I am shallow

Oh, oh

Shallow

I am, I am, I am

[Verse 1]

Fell asleep in the bathroom

In the bathroom, bathroom

On the lawn

On the porch in the backyard

In the backyard, backyard

Sit and sat in the way you should sit still

You should sit still, oh, oh

What's it for

Wash the door in the attic

In the attic, oh, oh

[Chorus]

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

I don't know about the weather

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

I don't know about the weather

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

I don't know about the weather

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

I don't know about the weather

[Verse 2]

They asked me if I knew about the weather

All I could do was shake my head and say no

I wanted to understand them

Do I look like I know about the weather?

Did they just trick me?

Are they keeping secrets from me?

No, I don't know, I'll never know

I've only met one man who knows of it

He does much more than know

At least that's what they say to me

(Maybe I'm a child)

[Verse 3]

Do not push, do not shove, do not give me any trouble

The talk of the town is

I've looked at the sun too many times

Does it hurt when you blink or

Sting when you cry?

As a matter of fact

[Verse 4]

The words that come from them are vulgar

They don't tell me the truth, not many have

But I'll tell them the truth, I'd be honest

I deserve what he has, I deserve to know

The power he has, the praise he's received

I look onto them and ask, "Why?"

Let me harvest your righteousness

We must come together, bring food, bring drink

Topple before me onto the gravel

For I am your savior

Thomas of Santa Monica