The Tower

This tower will be mine
brick by brick I'll bring it up tonigh
You'll give it a name, will ya
Higher and higher it will grow at last
and tears will keep fading
as the bricks create my world
The writings on the wall will take to me in French
Tu as surmonte ta peur

This tower will be mine
I have a golden box with my future inside
I'll open it when time comes
But first I'll watch the roses
growing under my roots
they grow under my roots

Tear drops when the future's open
But will I follow further
down where the roses grow

My tower hit the sky tonigh
bricks are black but I like it now
The ivy looks through my window
to check if I really do care again

Hey, little dew of grass
fall off as a diamond of the sky above