a sad song

she lives in a garret
up a haunted stair
and even when she's frightened
theres nobody to care

she cooks so small a dinner
she dines on a smell
and even if shes hungry
theres nobody to tell

she sweeps her musty lodging
as the dawn steals near
and even when shes crying
theres nobody to hear

i havent seen my neighbor
since a long time ago
and even if shes dead
theres nobody to know.