Red High Heels - Jane Siberry

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…