Listen Does this sound familiar? There was a troubled little girl From a small troubled town With nowhere to go And always a frown Above my bed there lies another sky They told me love was dead and yet I try Some day I won't be back Some day no I won't come back Some day mother knows what others say Hand in glove they pray Troubled girl You don't know Troubled girl You don't know Troubled girl You don't know Troubled girl You don't know You don't know you own whatever they will never have