Killer Heels

In real life
I keep running into black
but in my dreams
I keep running back

In colour Im well dressed
black and white I cant be seen
I want the people of the world to see
and the sky
and in between

People living in their cars
and running out of bars
have you realised
youre not very far
from leaving your own heart

I never used to believe in love
at night I used to ask
why did God put trust
next to us?

so I wear my stilletoes
and I feel closer to the sun
the black clouds keep me covered
so I dont know which way to run

but sometimes the guitars
get too much on the radio
and I have to return
to lives voilins
my killer heels dig in
so I kick them off
before I start to spin

have you ever turned
down the TV
looked at the sky
and wondered
what happens when you die
you spend all life thinking why
meanwhile imaginery
played out on the screen

love is just a scene
but to me
its quite a theme
I fear of the fake
but again of fait
Im phobic of being
a walking cliche

how did you find me
in my high heels?
did you follow
my tracks that kill?

and until Im ready
to put them back on
can I come find you
when the dark has gone