(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