| Song | Three Steps Down |
| Artist | Rosanne Cash |
| Album | Rules Of Travel |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cohn, Leventhal | |
| Three steps down below the city streets | |
| In our private room, the color all runs out | |
| An' not a sound, the smoke curls in the air | |
| And I can feel a sliding peace, come over me tonight | |
| Dead or dancin', 'cross the room | |
| The candles burn and shadows loom | |
| I hide below it all or heaven's underground | |
| The clouds are fallin' at our feet | |
| Three steps down below the street | |
| So comin' down, it's like water after wine | |
| Oh, comin' down a long hard line | |
| And I know better's gettin' harder all the time | |
| From three steps down, from three steps down | |
| Dead or dancin', 'cross the room | |
| The candles burn and shadows loom | |
| I hide below it all or heaven's underground | |
| The clouds are fallin' at our feet | |
| Three steps down below the street | |
| Three steps down below the city streets | |
| In our private room, the color all runs out | |
| The color all runs out, the color all runs out | |
| The color all runs out |
| zuo ci : Cohn, Leventhal | |
| Three steps down below the city streets | |
| In our private room, the color all runs out | |
| An' not a sound, the smoke curls in the air | |
| And I can feel a sliding peace, come over me tonight | |
| Dead or dancin', ' cross the room | |
| The candles burn and shadows loom | |
| I hide below it all or heaven' s underground | |
| The clouds are fallin' at our feet | |
| Three steps down below the street | |
| So comin' down, it' s like water after wine | |
| Oh, comin' down a long hard line | |
| And I know better' s gettin' harder all the time | |
| From three steps down, from three steps down | |
| Dead or dancin', ' cross the room | |
| The candles burn and shadows loom | |
| I hide below it all or heaven' s underground | |
| The clouds are fallin' at our feet | |
| Three steps down below the street | |
| Three steps down below the city streets | |
| In our private room, the color all runs out | |
| The color all runs out, the color all runs out | |
| The color all runs out |
| zuò cí : Cohn, Leventhal | |
| Three steps down below the city streets | |
| In our private room, the color all runs out | |
| An' not a sound, the smoke curls in the air | |
| And I can feel a sliding peace, come over me tonight | |
| Dead or dancin', ' cross the room | |
| The candles burn and shadows loom | |
| I hide below it all or heaven' s underground | |
| The clouds are fallin' at our feet | |
| Three steps down below the street | |
| So comin' down, it' s like water after wine | |
| Oh, comin' down a long hard line | |
| And I know better' s gettin' harder all the time | |
| From three steps down, from three steps down | |
| Dead or dancin', ' cross the room | |
| The candles burn and shadows loom | |
| I hide below it all or heaven' s underground | |
| The clouds are fallin' at our feet | |
| Three steps down below the street | |
| Three steps down below the city streets | |
| In our private room, the color all runs out | |
| The color all runs out, the color all runs out | |
| The color all runs out |