Intro :
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How can we ever be free again?
After all the shouting and crying
Trying to hurt one ano ther for noth ing
Things will be better aga in
Baby's in red, broken and bled
By the flames that rule h er fi elds of fir e
Baby's in blue, broken in two
May the rains run through h er fi elds of fir e
Now that the ski es have gone clear again
And we try to talk it through, peace of m ind
One day at a time we're p rayin g
Things will be better aga in
Baby's in red, broken and bled
By the flames that rule h er fi elds of fir e
Baby's in blue, broken in two
May the rains run through h er fi elds of fir e
Her fields of f ire
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Something is hurting way deep down in side
Showing the sc ars of the gh osts that are h iding
Stay in my a rms
Things will be better aga in
Baby's in red, broken and bled
By the flames that rule h er fi elds of fir e
Baby's in blue, broken in two
May the rains run through h er fi elds of fir e
Baby's in red, broken and bled
By the flames that rule her fields of fi re
Baby's in blue, broken in two
May the rains run through her fields of f ire
Baby's in blue, so what shall she d o?
May the rains run through her fields of f ire
Her fields of f ire