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Album Title: The Walking

Year Released: 1987

Tracks:

The White Tent The Raft
Red High Heels
Goodbye
Ingrid And The Footman
Lena Is A White Table
The Walking (And Constantly)
The Lobby
The Bird In The Gravel

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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...