The lines we carve are pure and fine A curious thing, a curious thing That a man of such confused a mind Could choose a choice without rewind You stopped it all You stopped it all So I close my eyes and turned away A curious thing, a curious thing That a crystal stone of pink and grey Would be the one to take your place Our love A stone Our love A stone And I frame my memories As if they're mine A gift from hands that switch One at a time A love A stone Our love A stone A stone