Caroline Isenberg

Now I never knew her but her story it touched my heart
It was in the New York Post that I heard her story told
She was a rising star of her day so the story goes
But her dream got crushed in the darkness one Sunday morn

Now she met her death of the rooftop of 929
An apartment building on the Upper West Side
Witnesses heard Caroline, 23 cry out
Oh I'm dying I'm bleeding now somebody help me please

Caroline

She'd just come home from the theatre late one night
When a killer got her in the lift with that look in his eye
Now this little girl was a fighter and it cost her her life
'Cause he pulled out a knife and stabbed her seven or eight times

Caroline

Now this killing could have happened in any major city
Now somehow there has got to be a cure for this disease
Or you might be walking home alone late one night
And find yourself on the end of that killing knife

Oh Caroline

There's a prowler on the street
There's a prowler on the street
Caroline Isenberg was brought to her knees
By a prowler on the street

Caroline
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