Every night at midnight she calls out loud from under the bed At first I thought it wasn't real, I thought I've gone mad. Tonight she just whispers that I should not have stayed "You must start running through life instead of being afraid" Her translucent ethereal glow shines from below She never accepted that which happened long ago “I need your help!” She cries “please don’t let them take you away” But who will save us? From what we hide beneath our beds today Her translucent ethereal glow shines from below She never accepted that which happened long ago And every night at midnight she calls out loud from under her bed "You must start running through life instead of being sad"
