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 then I was Sigmund
  Back then he wouldn't listen