Marc Cohn "Three Steps Down" |
Three steps down Below the city street In our private room The color all runs out Golden brown The smoke curls in the air And I can feel a sliding peace Come over me tonight The dead are dancing �cross the room Where candles burn and shadows loom High below it all Our heaven's underground Clouds are falling at our feet Three steps down Below the street Coming down It's like water after wine It's coming down a long hard line But I know better's getting harder all the time The dead are dancing �cross the room Where candles burn and shadows loom High below it all Our heaven's underground Clouds are falling at our feet Three steps down Below the street Three steps down Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |