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
'Cause 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

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)
'Cause I still want to know you