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• Artiste: Jane Siberry
• Titre: Red High Heels
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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...