Poltergeist

I hope I don't crash the car heading over to your house

I can't go for letting myself in

I hope you don't see through me on your doorstep,

Or at the foot of your bed, I'm running late again

I wont creak your floorboards I won't turn out your lights,

I'm only the hairs on end on the back of your neck tonight

I'm your poltergeist, I'm your poltergeist, tonight

I hope you don't shiver I hope you don't shake in bed tonight,

if you drift off I wont wake you up