(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