The Witch, Songtext
von Mark Fry

The witch is looking through my window
A cold breath on the window pane
The witch is eating watermelon
The lips she′ll drown you in the game

And I'm all alone
Waiting for someone to come on home
To come on home, to come on home
To come on home, to come on home

The witch is coming through my window
The winter snow upon her head
The curtains move upon the railing
She′s coming right around the step there


And I'm all alone
Waiting for someone to come on home
To come on home, to come on home
To come on home, to come on home

Oh, the witch, the witch is coming right on through my window
Oh, the witch, the witch is coming right on through my window
Oh, the witch, the witch is coming through my window

The witch is looking through my window
The witch is eating watermelon

And I'm all alone
Waiting for someone to come on home
To come on home, to come on home
To come on home, to come on home