Hard to Tell

For you I am gangster

A poison in a well

A body worn from fighting wars

It may be hard to tell

I was a girl of blush and vigour

And my youth I left with summer

Bring me back to your first home

And marry me under its trees

Our pain we leave behind us

And our fortunes come in threes

Like a husk I shed at winter's end

I step outside this shell

My skin is new and shining

It may be hard to tell

I was a sailor grooved with tattooed blue

And I've crossed the sea for you

Bring me back to your first home

And marry me under its trees

Our pain we leave behind us

And our fortunes come in threes

Bring me back to your first home

And marry me under its trees

Our pain we leave behind us

And our fortunes come in threes