Verse
If they're going to make a shadow out of me,
Well I guess I'll be the shadow of that post oak tree.
In the forest by your house, where we used to meet
If they're going to make a shadow out of me.
If they're going to make a shadow out of you,
Well, I hope to catch the briefest glimpse as you go passin' through
As the shadow of the Lincoln, we drove to school
If they're going to make a shadow out of you.
Bridge
Lines will disappear as we grow darka',
Darker than we hoped for at the start.
Th' light of morning will get even farther,
Until at last, you can't tell us apart.
So, if they're going to make a shadow out of us,
Casting downward to the valley
From an Appalachian bluff,
I was born, and I loved you.
I guess that was enough.
If they're going to make a shadow out of us.
If they're going to make a shadow out of us.