Judie Tzuke
Текст песни Dancing On Charcoal

I'm dancing on charcoal and burning my
Toes, Like I'm wearing the red shoes, you
Know how it goes. I wish I had faith, I
Wish I had some rest, 'Cos Christmas is
Coming and I'm still depressed.

My babies I love them but they're
Bleeding me dry, My mother's without me,
She's learnt how to fly. I wish I had space,
I'd turn myself around, I need you to
Catch me, keep holding me down.

Sing joy and peace, lots of love to behold
And they say Jesus saves.
But that's not what I've found,
When I'm flat on the ground.

Repeat.

I'm dancing on charcoal.
(When the tight is on I will find you.)
Like I'm wearing the red shoes.
(I will draw a Line that leads from me to
You.) I'm walking on eggshells,
(If the door is shut I will break through.)
'Cos I still want to know you.

Repeat.