| Abigail |
| (Music by Andy LaRocque) * # 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 a 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 at 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 to to tell Me Missy Come on now, spit out little girl "I will send You a dream..." |