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Cuz now the whole world’s on your side, baby
Don’t look down, don’t get lost in the crowd
The people at your feet are kneeling, baby
But don’t look down, don’t look down

All they see is pictures, baby
And sometimes a glimpse of your shoe
All they see from down on the ground
Is what they want to, what they want from you

Don't be bothered just send them a messenger
Write a letter and drop it through the wind
Hope it lands, in somebody's hands
But don't look down, don't look down

See all the tiny people, baby
Waiting for you to smile down at them
You can see all the tiny people, baby
But don’t look down, don’t look down

They won’t let you fail them, baby
So just don’t trip and fall
The people at your feet are begging, baby
So don’t look down, don’t look down

Everyone here is waiting, baby
They used to be waiting for you
But now they’re looking down
They’re looking down

The world is tired of waiting, baby
Feel free to look down
Cuz there ain’t a crowd anymore
There ain’t a crowd anymore

There’s no more crowd because you didn’t look down
We're all walking away now
You turned your back so we turned ours
But some have their eyes glued

Now you can’t look down
Cuz you don’t want to see what’s left
Nothing’s left
Nothing’s left but words

Words that must be exaggerations, baby
Cuz none of the legends make sense
Words that are liars, I think you're a liar
I think we're all liars, they're definitely liars

There are different things to look up to, baby
Now you're just old news
No one can see you, so we don't believe you're there
I don't believe you're there

People are too embarrassed to admit
That they’re reading a fairy tale
Little stories that make us feel better when we’re down
Little stories that help us sleep at night

Now it’s only the tiny people, baby
That are looking through clouds for you
The tiny people that need something to look up to
But now I’m telling you

All I see when I look up
Is clouds and stars
All I know when the day is done
Is that when everyone else’s heads
Are filled with fog
I will be there with a mind that doesn’t let in fairy tales
Because I grew up a long time ago