Rebecca move across the world.
She's a shirakel on the sand.
She's a Nile that flows forever.
A cutting wound across the land.
She'll be your friend before you know it.
She has your trust before it's earned.
Like any nomad she'll wonder,
taking the hearts of all concerned.
History clouds would we remember.
The one that you wanted hurt to be.
Mystery shrouds her like an island,
beautiful island in the lonely see.
Ohhh Rebecca.
Tudumtutuaaa.
Ohhh Rebecca.
I was thirteen, growing on fourteen.
Wasting my summer on the beach.
Burned on the outside, on the middle.
That mane is just too hard to reach.
Rebecca moved, yes she moved me.
She was the best friend I've ever had.
And then one day she went away,
didn't think I've ever feel that pain.
Where did you go?
Why did you lie?
Why did you leave without saying goodbye?
How about the promise that you made me?
Was it really so easy to dream?
For another town, another friend,
another beginning with how many ends.
So many times I would have called her.
If I had your number in my head.
You were the one I would have turned to,
but things didn't go the way I planned.
I've never got a chance to tell you,
things didn't go the way I planned.
History clouds would we remember.
The one that you wanted hurt to be.
Mystery shrouds her like an island,
does she still remember me?
Ohhh my life is like a turnstile,
so many strangers passing trough.
There had been more than like a number,
But I still remember you.
Ohhh Rebecca.
Ohhh Rebecca.