When pale turns to pink, with the soft unnerving ease
And all you've built around, may just tumble to the ground
Will you stand or fall, with your future in another's hands
Will you stand or fall, when your life is not your own

When white turns to red in the not too distant days
Will forced misery, be the life you have to lead?
Will you stand or fall, with your children in another's world
Will you stand or fall, when your town is not your own

White China, white China

When crimson takes a hold, the lights go down on all you've ever known
When all you'll ever do is worked out for you
Will you stand or fall, when the thoughts you have are not your own
Will you stand or fall, oh, when the freedom slips away

White China, white China

White China, white China

White China, white China