(Brooker) A quiet night here in my home Was interrupted by the 'phone The caller said he'd got my name from someone found out in the rain 'You've got it wrong, it can't be me. Who could I know? I'll come and see.' Her clothes were wet, her body hurt Her face was white and smeared with dirt They saw her floating from the wreck Clutching something round her neck That's when I knew that it was you What could I say? What could I do? Hang on Rose Help is round the corner Hang on Rose It's not your time to go I read your note I'm running to your rescue Hang on Rose There's something you should know A quiet night here by my fire Becomes a turning-point in life I've made it up, I'm by your side My sight was blinded by your eyes Hang on Rose Help is round the corner Hang on Rose It's not your time to go I read your note I'm running to your rescue Hang on Rose There's something you should know What can I say, What can I do? Can't stand to lose someone like you. I'm with you