(Music by Andy LaRocque)
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It must be summer the sky is clear
The garden is so beautiful
All the flowers and all the trees
Make Me feel like they`re inside of Me
I`m holding My sister`s hand
While we`re playing in the sand
It`s all but a dream
My bed is moving, I cannot see a thing
I am in total darkness, someone is calling
I can feel the chill, it`s all around Me
I know it`s not a dream, No no no
Someone is in My room
Standing at the end of My bed
Must be a visit from the dead
Must be a visit from the dead
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Now I see her figure, it`s just a little child
And there`s no reflection, she`s in the mirror
Could it really be, has she returned?
My little sister
King beware...something bad is coming Your way...
King beware
Must be a visit from the dead
Must be a visit from the dead
Missy will You tell Me
You know we don`t have no secrets
Just beware
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Must be a visit from the dead
Must be a visit from the dead
You`ve to to tell Me Missy
Come on now, spit out little girl
I will send You a dream...