Death Of An Interior Decorator letra

You were the mother of three girls so sweet
That storm through your turnstile, and climbed to the street
But after conception, your body lay cold
Withered through Autumn then you found yourself old

Can you tell me why have been so sad
He took a lover on a far away beach
While you arranged flowers and chose color schemes

Can you tell me why you have been so sad?
Can you tell me why you have been so sad?

The girls were all there; they traded their vows
The youngest one glared with furrowed brow as
They tenderly kissed and cut the cake

The bride then tripped and broke the vase
The one you thought would span the years
So perfectly placed below the mirror

Arriving late, you clean the debris
And walked into the angry sea
It felt just like falling in love again
And it felt just like falling in love again