My favourite stone has broken in two
Led in a pile next to you
My whitest thoughts have turned all to blue
Darkened by the question I put to you
Why shut me out, when I was your pillar?
Bastion of hope; friend on the line
We had a tree, it blossomed in springtime
Fruited 'tll the frost, bowed out and lost
Not as you’d wish for, but then that’s the lesson
Care for it when it’s green, or say ce la vie, la la..
Friend on the line, whiter than white
Brothers in arms when put out to fight
Why shut me out, when I could bе your pillar?
Bastion of hope; friend on the line
You’ve got me all wrong, if I was your killer
I’d hide in the long grass, but I’m by your side