Kate Bush

  Album title: Lionheart

  Don't Push Your Foot On The Heartbrake

Emma's come down,

She's stopped the light shining out of

her eyes.



Emma's been run out on,

She's breaking down in so many places,

Stuck in low gear, because of her fears,

Of the skidding wheels,

(The skid of her wheels she feels).

Skidding wheels,

(The skid of her wheels she feels).

Spinning wheels,

(Wheel-skidding feeling).



Chorus:

        Her heart is there,

        But they've greased the road,

        Her heart is out there,

        But she's no control.



        Oh come on, you've got to use your flow,

        You know what it's like, and you know

        you want to go,

        Don't drive too slowly.

        Don't put your blues where your shoes

        should be.

        Don't push your foot on the heartbrake.



She's losing that inner flame.

It was burning bright but she's losing the

fight fast,

She's only herself to blame,

Well take of yourself, and remember Georgie,

But she's so "O.D.'d" on weeping

She can hardly see,

That she's dropping beads,

(Red, red glass is bleeding)

Dropping beads,

(Red, red glass is bleeding)

Dropping beads,

(Red, red on the parquet).



Chorus:

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