Rebecca Songtext
von Steve Walsh

What could she be pondering
Reaching through her icy kingdom
Reaching out to take me by the hand

Sad Rebecca said that she
Would always be there just for me
The crags below were beckoning like she planned


I suppose I was the lucky one
Returning like a wayward son
To Manderley, I′d never be the same

In empty halls we drank a toast
In sheets of rain I saw her ghost
And listened to the sea call out her name

I will be there for you
I will be there for you

Sad Rebecca said that she
Would always be there just for me
My Rebecca, I will be there, too (There for you)