DonЎЇt Look Down -Hayley Taylor
Overcoats and undertows
My memory's been lost and sold like it was fool's gold
You feel like a piece of me
All those clocks and hands running
All over my body
Don't look down
I tell myself right now
Love's just not allowed
Love's just not allowed
Love's just not allowed
Cold New York museum floors
I keep listening for
Your old message from before
Passing out and passing time
Living inside poetry lines
Nothing here is sacred or divine
Don't look down
I tell myself right now
Love's just not allowed
Love's just not allowed
Love's just not allowed
Don't look down
I tell myself that somehow
Love will come around
Love will come around
Love will come around
One foot in front of the other
One foot in front of the other
One foot in front of the other
One foot in front of the other