When hearts in decay and love is fumes
A fallen bouquet to the pale costume
When she seems drawn, when she's outdone
Where will she run when she's on her own?
Whatever they'll say, whatever they'll do
Where fields burn away she'll be back in bloom
She'll be back in bloom
A bloodline of shame, a mark from the womb
A cut open vein in the hospital room
When her sins gone, when its undone,
Where she has won, she'll be coming home
Whatever they'll say, whatever they'll do
Where fields burn away she'll be back in bloom
She'll be back in bloom
Whatever they'll say, whatever they'll do
Where fields burn away she'll be back in bloom
She'll be back in bloom
Whatever they'll say, whatever they'll do
Where fields burn away she'll be back in bloom
She'll be back in bloom
She'll be back in bloom
