Из альбома: The Walking
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...