I'm in my house, scared and alone.
Lights flicker, everything moves and
daylight couldn't come too soon.
My tea disapears and theres a cold
spot in the corner.
There is a spiritualist but the phone's dead,
what id give to be able to phone her.
A shadow flashes across the wall.
My hair stands on end, I bought all its contents
ghost and all !
I stand in the room, theres a hand on my shoulder.
I turn, theres nothing there, has it got colder?
Something runs past me and lets out a cry.
'Theres nothing in your house sir.' My god did he lie.
Thats what the cold is! Was i scared of that?
The window is open and its next doors cat.