There is a little alien
Who visits me when I dream
She doesn't like it when I shout
And hates it when I scream

That little, little alien
Who visits me in when I dream
Is covered from head to toe
With sticky paint that's green

He like's it when it when it's silent
He like's it when it's calm
That's why I found it very strange
When he took me to the farm
The Alien That Visits Me When I Dream