Someone's always watching me.
Someone's always there.
When I'm sleeping he just waits
and, he stares.Someone's always standing in
the darkest corner of my room.
He's tall and wears a suit of black
Dressed like a perfect groom.Where are you going?
Why won't you stay?
They might, be scared of you,
But I just want to play.He has no face.
He hides with the trees.
He loves little children
When they beg and scream.Please...