Don't Turn Around歌词

作词 : Amy Louise Billings
作曲 : Amy Louise Billings
The sight of first wheels and bright lights
Gets me all rallied up
You know I'll be there
And amongst a million people,
I see your face and you walk by (Don't turn around)
I'm forced to see you
But deep down I love it
So far away, but I still see you coming, alright
Hopefully we run into each other
You just never know
We might dance slow at somebody's wedding that we used to know
At a picture show, at a funeral
You're two rows behind me and it's hard not to turn around
Bringing up the past starts a real big fire
Make a girl fly like a bird on a wire
Don't turn around
Bringing up the past starts a real big fire
Make a girl fly like a bird on a wire
I love this time of year
The night lights up like the Fourth of July
Not quite America, but bright enough for me to see you in the crowd
Small enough for me to watch you walk on by
It's pressure on my eyes
(Don't turn around)
I'm forced to see you
But deep down I love it
So far away, but I still see you coming, alright
Let it go
Hopefully we run into each other
You just never know
We might dance slow at somebody's wedding that we used to know
At a picture show, at a funeral
You're two rows behind me and it's hard not to turn around
Bringing up the past starts a real big fire
Make a girl fly like a bird on a wire
Don't turn around
Bringing up the past starts a real big fire
Make a girl fly like a bird on a wire
Oh, something good better come out of this
I don't even know how to exist
Like it or not, I'm a minute away
Swallow my tongue and it hurts every day
Wearing the jacket you bought in '06
How do you keep it together like this
Never again, I'm a nervous wreck
Please don't repeat anything that I said
I'm forced to see you
But deep down I love it
So far away, but I still see you coming, alright
Let it go, let it go
Hopefully we run into each other
You just never know
We might dance slow at somebody's wedding that we used to know
At a picture show, at a funeral
You're two rows behind me and it's hard not to turn around
Bringing up the past starts a real big fire
Make a girl fly like a bird on a wire
Don't turn around
Bringing up the past starts a real big fire
Make a girl fly like a bird on a wire
Let it go, let it go
Let it go, let it go