The boy bows down to touch the ground
Scratching words into the dirt
Run through the fields
Run through the towns
Gone are the sun and the moon
The thieves line up
They want you
Run through the fields
Run through the towns
My baby
Poor girl in a stained dress
Cheap black shoes and stockings
The sky is a cradle
Dumps her on her head
Run through the fields
Run through the towns
Gone are the sun and the moon
The thieves line up
They want you
The girl bent down to kiss him on the lips
Just so he'd know
He was loved once
The girl bent down to kiss him on the lips
Just so he'd know
He was loved once