I'm stoned in the twilight

Screaming on the inside

Give me your water, help me survive

Gonna miss the sunlight

When I lose my eyesight



Give me my red shoes, I want to dance

They search for an answer

But that old man wouldn't listen

Back then I was handsome

Back then he was ignorant



And shave off the years now, it's all inside my head

The boy in the red shoes is dancing by my bed

Put them in a box somehere, put them in a drawer

Take my red shoes, I can't wear them anymore



Had garlands in the wings back then

All the pretty little things back then

Calling out my name, oh what fame brings

After curtain calls and bows

I can't see the front row now

Hand me my red shoes just one more time



They pushed aside our presence

They refused to go the distance

Back the. I was Sigmund

Back then he wouldn't listen