How can we ever be free again
After all the shouting and crying, trying
To hurt one another for nothing
Things will be better again
Baby's in red, broken and bled by the flames that rule her fields of fire
Baby's in blue, broken in two, may the rains run through her fields of fire
Her fields of fire
Now that the skies have gone clear again
And we try to talk it through, peace of mind
One day at a time, we're praying
Things will be better again
Baby's in red, broken and bled by the flames that rule her fields of fire
Baby's in blue, broken in two, may the rains run through her fields of fire
Her fields of fire
Something is hurting way deep down inside
Showing the scars of the ghosts that are hiding
Stay in my arms, things will be better again
Baby's in red, broken and bled by the flames that rule her fields of fire
Baby's in blue, broken in two, may the rains run through her fields of fire
Baby's in red, broken and bled by the flames that rule her fields of fire
Baby's in blue, broken in two, let the rains run through her fields of fire
Baby's in blue, what shall she do? May the rains run through her fields of fire
Her fields of fire
Writer(s): Richard Feldman
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