Red High Heels

by Jane Siberry

From the album: The Walking

Track 2 of 8 on The Walking (1987).

Duration: 7:19

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Lyrics for 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... I walk down these 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 heels 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...

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