Fields of Fire

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

May 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