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 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 in the end of My bed
Must be a visit from the dead
Must be a visit from the dead
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"
Must be a visit from the dead
Must be a visit from the dead
You´ve got to tell Me Missy
Come on now, spit it out girl
"I will send You a dream..."
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