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