I read a book on younYou were doing finenOne lazy afternoonnYou wrote in your diarynYour sister Margot, she don't talknPeter, he's sad and rudenMy thoughts they are with youn n nWho turned you in?nWho let you down?nWho sold you out?nThe green police or the Dutch N.S.B.?nOh honey why?nYou was a beautiful child.n n nYeah, and she was just sixteen,nBarely a girl.nAnd she watch the leaves go greencnThrough the cracks in an old window sill.nWhat the hell did those people do?nYeah, and how could they sleep,nOnce they laid their eyes on you?n n nWho turned you in?nWho let you down?nWho sold you out?nThe green police or the Dutch N.S.B.?nOh honey why?nYou was a beautiful child.n n nWell, it broke your daddy's heartnBut you made him smilenAnd Miep, she kept your booknWith the cloth and red checkerboard tienI want to thank you for your thoughtsnThough they weren't mine to readnp.s. -- keep an eye on men n nWho turned you in?nWho let you down?nWho sold you out?nThe green police or the Dutch N.S.B.?nOh, honey why?nYou was a beautiful child.nA beautiful child.nA beautiful child.