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