Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Red High Heels, artist - Jane Siberry. Album song The Walking, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 26.05.2008
Record label: Reprise, Rhino Entertainment Company
Song language: English
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… |