Dear Anne

I read a book on you
You were doing fine
One lazy afternoon
You wrote in your diary
Your sister Margot, she don't talk
Peter, he's sad and rude
My thoughts they are with you

Who turned you in?
Who let you down?
Who sold you out?
The green police or the Dutch N.S.B.?
Oh honey why?
You was a beautiful child.

Yeah, and she was just sixteen,
Barely a girl.
And she watch the leaves go greenc
Through the cracks in an old window sill.
What the hell did those people do?
Yeah, and how could they sleep,
Once they laid their eyes on you?

Who turned you in?
Who let you down?
Who sold you out?
The green police or the Dutch N.S.B.?
Oh honey why?
You was a beautiful child.

Well, it broke your daddy's heart
But you made him smile
And Miep, she kept your book
With the cloth and red checkerboard tie
I want to thank you for your thoughts
Though they weren't mine to read
p.s. -- keep an eye on me

Who turned you in?
Who let you down?
Who sold you out?
The green police or the Dutch N.S.B.?
Oh, honey why?
You was a beautiful child.
A beautiful child.
A beautiful child.