They can’t just see a woman and her cat
They look at us
And they see a black cat, a woman in a witch’s hat

The child start to run or cry
I never understand
I just watch them and wonder why

My fur is black, my eyes are green
My best friend is hunched over a cauldron
In the dead of night, she casts her spells, unseen

They think she’s evil, say she’s bad
They don’t know her dreams
To make people happy, cure all who are sad

When stars twinkle overhead
She goes from door to door
While children lie sound asleep in bed

Fills hearts with love, cures the ill
With her magic spells
Leaves candy on their windowsill