27 November 2012
He sits there quietly watching me sleep
In my land of dreams he walks around, creep
I try to bring him out, show him to my mum
But she sees nothing there, zero. None.
He's there alright! Believe me I say
Make him go away, I plead, I pray
I hate going to sleep, I see his eyes watching me
Make him go away. Make my nights free
He's there under my bed, I swear that's him moving
I know he's there but it's going to be hard proving
Opuss № I