Fig Tree

Italian Market Next to the pizza shop With a fig tree in your concrete backyard Insomnia garnet under eyes It's alright Oh Louisa baby Oh Louisa babe 1997 You're tired as hell You and I both under the same spell You run yourself ragged You're emptied out Just think about laying down Oh Louisa baby Oh Louisa babe You're driving up to Burlington in the snow You might be running ragged, but I know That I must still be And you must still be Somewhere in tow I must still be And you must still be Singing it low Oh Louisa Babe