Texty: Siberry Jane. Red High Heels.

red high heels
is the way i feels
got the sways and reels
going home
red high heels
and the church bells peal
cross the snowy fields
going home
i walk down these aisles
nobody's here-just me
and the birds in the belfry
murmuring murmuring
i took all your letters
strung together
a white river of love and kneeling
trailing trailing
well, i don't know
i'm on my own again
start alone
end alone
so my love
maybe i'm glad
i met you on the way...
i walk up these aisles
nobody's here - just me
and the doves up above me
murmuring murmuring
where could you be now?
could you be that far?
are you still thinking of me...
listening listening
well, i don't care
if i'm on my own again
start alone
end alone
so my love
i guess i'm glad
i met you on the way...
red high heels
is the way i feels
got the sways and reels
going home
red high heels
and the church bells peal
cross the snowy fields
going home

i walk down the aisles
nobody's here - trust me
is it already gone now?
and the bells start to ring
better get outside
before they arrive(`scuse me)
merry christmas and easter
snow
falling falling
well, i don't care
if i'm on my own again
start alone
end alone
so my love
i guess i'm glad
i met you on the way...
red high hells
is the way i feels
got the sways and reels
going home
red high heels
and the church bells peal
and the children steal
going home
red high heels
is the way i feels
and i teeter off
cross the parking lot
i could steal your heart
but i don't know who...
i could make you mine
such a tall street light
love is what i say
it won't go away
la la lala...
maybe i'll lie down here
and watch the stars awhile
and these red high heels
i can still see them
they're the only thing that's real
in these frozen fields
yeah yeah...