I've been thinking 'bout a girlnAnd she's a million miles away from my cosy little worldnOh this song's for Sophie School, but I knownIt's not rational though you died sixty years agonMiss Monroe, step aside, I've found my girlnYeah, a white rose in her hand and Aquinas by her sidenForever twenty-one, how I see you tonightnIt's true the best die young, but that doesn't make it rightnOh no, oh yeah, this song's for Sophie Scholl...nAquinas in her hand and the white rose by her siden'We will not be silentnWe are your bad consiencenWe will not leave you in peace'nThe White Rose will not leave you in peacenOh this song's for Sophie Scholl, but I know it's impossiblenThough you died sixty years agonMiss Monroe, step aside, I've found my girl