You are so pretty in scarlet

Walking through puddles in the park

Hair catching falling colours of autumn

You are so pretty in scarlet

.

On nights of thunder and lightning

His skin is pressed upon yours, upon yours, upon yours

.

What will you do, when he breaks your blue eyes?

How hardened will your heart become?

You are so pretty in scarlet

.

Over hilltops and roaring rivers

Howling wolves will not impress his heart

.

Winter is coming to steal the warmth from your fingers

His hand does not fit in yours

You are so pretty in scarlet

.

Open arms come not from an open heart

He will take away the smile from your eyes

.

When you dance in your most beloved dress

He will not fall in love with your favourite colour

You are so pretty in scarlet