I lost my wife in 1989
To a certain kind of undetectable cancer
She left me alone in a seven-bedroom home
Built upon the bones of fallen soldiers
I don't recall putting that picture on the wall
The one of mother and child at Eastertime
I hear strange things creeping in the night
I have strange dreams in the bed where Lucy died
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
The day that Lucy died was the hottest of the summer
Her family all stood around her sweating
When she expired they all went back to the city
I've never seen a living soul again
I buried down beneath the garden that Lucy proudly grew
The whitest rose that ever was in bloom
I hear strange things creeping in the night
I have strange dreams in the bed where Lucy died
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
I hear strange things creeping in the night
I have strange dreams in the bed where Lucy died
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
