21 acessos
When I look out my window
What do you think I see?
Thousands of people
Staring back at me
And it's strange
It's strange
It's strange
It's strange
You've got to pick up every stitch
You've got to pick up every stitch
You've got to pick up every stitch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
When I look over my shoulder
What do you think I see?
Some little man looking over his shoulder
Staring straight back at me
It's strange
It's strange
It's strange
It's strange
You've got to pick up every stitch
You've got to pick up every stitch
You've got to pick up every stitch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch!
Must be the season of the witch!
Must be the season of the witch!
Must be the season of the witch!
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
I am waiting forever and ever and ever and ever