Jane Siberry - 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...