It was a Friday night, about 10 at night
I could have swore I saw something, I had a fright
A beige pale figure, walking through the door
I said "Turn the lights on.." I dropped my stuff on the floor
I told her what I saw, a figure of a man
But all I could see, was the back of him, and his left hand
No one believes me, but I know it was there
My parents said "Maybe it was someone you care
About" I think it was.. I was thinking of him
Only in that room though, the lights were dim
I'm always seeing things, but it's still surprising
Mostly when it's late at night, never when the sun's rising
And just last night, October 6th, 2007
I heard a movement near my window, maybe at 11
It scared me half to death, but no one gives a hand
That I can really see things, even I don't understand
