Can you hear the floorboards crying
In a room on the second floor
That used to be owned by someone who's no one,
But he don't live there anymore?
Only Rebecca clasping her head in her knees,
Trying to work out what it's about,
And why someone had to leave.
But dry up your tears,
Stop counting the years;
Don't worry what's coming,
Forget all your fears.
And the tide will turn for Rebecca –
And the tide will turn for Rebecca –
Her life will change,
Her hopes rearrange
Into something that might really matter.
She's all alone in a world of her own
With a key that fits her lonely world;
You won't need a crowd to shout out aloud,
What she says deserves to be heard.