Ten Thirty One - Ten Thirty One lyrics

All the trees On my favorite street Have indeed Shed off their green leaves. And when I sleep, Yeah, oh, all I seem to dream are graves And ghosts and 'trick or treat.' Halloween, hello. Halloween, hello, hello. Frantically Searching for the keys. Jamie Lee, Please wake up Tommy. I barely breathe While the dead leaves in the street Flow through the cool crisp autumn breeze. Halloween, hello. Halloween, hello. Halloween, hello. Halloween, hello, hello.