Well, 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 Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah 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 Well, 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 Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Must be the season of the witch... I... I?ll wait... forever and ever and ever and ever... _______________________________________________________ Contribuição: isadora([email protected])