A Visit from the Dead

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

(Ah-ah-ah)

It's all but a dream

(Ah-ah)

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

(From the dead)

Now I see her figure, it's just a little child

And there is 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

(From the dead)

Missy will you tell me

You know we don't have no secrets

Just beware

Must be a visit from the dead

Must be a visit from the dead

(From the dead)

You've got to tell me, Missy

Come on now, spit it out, girl

I will send you a dream

(I will send you a dream)

I will send you a dream

(I will send you a dream)

I will send you a dream

(I will send you a dream)