Written：Cyndi Lauper/Jan Pulsford
Say a prayer for all the souls in bloom cut down far too soon..
Under the scarlet moon..under the scarlet moon...say a prayer..
So, what are you weaving
there marionette keepin' your balance by a siggle thread..
Keepin' your heart strings tight and pure all you can muster
And nothing more, and nothing more
Until you're sore and still you're sore when do you soar...
Sometimes justice is the line you walk or sign..
But justice is complex and a matter of time
Sometimes it's hanging in the balance or
dancing in the shadow like a silhouette
So what are you weaving there marionette..
so what are you weaving there marionette..
Say a prayer for all the souls in bloom cut down far too soon..
Under the scarlet moon..under the scarlet moon...say a prayer..
Some people get a sadness so long
they just go on thinking it's a natural thing
Some people throw their hands in the sky and
they wonder why god don't reply
Well it's a strange, strange time all our friends dropping like flies
Everything that's come to pass all the time we thought would last
Well i'll just button my coat and cover my neck
I got barely enough time to catch my breath..
All these pictures i can't forget..
It can fill your cup with regret.. it can fill your cup with regret..
Say a prayer, for all the souls in bloom
Say a prayer.. say a prayer...