Michael's bebês ;)

If you call out loud
Will it get inside
Through the coração of your surrender
To your alibis
And you can say the words
Like you understand
But, the power's in believing
So give yourself a chance

'Cause you can
Climb the highest mountain
Swim the deepest sea, hee
All you need is the will to want it
And uhh, little self-esteem

So keep the faith
Don't let nobody turn you 'round
You gotta know when
It's good to go
To get your dreams
Up off the ground
Keep the faith, baby, yea
Because it's just
A matter of time
Before your confidence
Will win out
Believe in yourself
No matter what it's gon' take
You can be a winner
But you...

Michael Jackson
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Michael Jackson


At the White House in 1990
Background information
Birth name Michael Joseph Jackson
Born August 29, 1958(1958-08-29)
Gary, Indiana, United States
Died June 25, 2009 (aged 50)
Holmby Hills, Los Angeles, California, United States
Genre(s) Pop, R&B, rock, soul
Occupation(s) Singer-songwriter, record producer, musical arranger, dancer, choreographer, actor, author, businessman, financier, philanthropist, inventor
Instrument(s)...

The seven dwarfs are singing. Their voices are floating out of speakers hidden among the trees and lush flora surrounding Michael Jackson's mansion, in Neverland Valley — his 2700-acre, $22 million oasis in the Santa Ynez Valley, an hora north of Santa Barbara, California. "Michael's very own Xanadu," as his friend director John Landis puts it.

At Neverland, Jackson has created a secluded and secure environment far from businessmen, attorneys, managers, music-television-channel VIPs and even members of his immediate family. Here he can stand in front of his house and the only sounds to hear...

We pray for our fathers, pray for our mothers
Wishing our families well
We sing songs for the wishing, of those who are beijar
But not for the missing...

Chorus
So this one's for all the lost children
This one's for all the lost children
This one's for all the lost children, wishing them well
And wishing them início

When you sit there addressing, counting your blessings
Biding your time
When you lay me down sleeping and my coração is weeping
Because I'm keeping a place

Chorus
For all the lost children
This is for all the lost children
This one's for all the lost children, wishing them well
And...

(Uh.. huh....Alright)
This Time, Gonna do my best to make it right,
Can´t go on without you por my side.
(Hold On)
Shelter, come and rescue me out of this storm,
And, out of this cold I need someone,
(Oh Why, Oh Why, Why, Why)
If you see her?
Tell her this from me,
All I need is

One mais Chance At Love
One mais Chance At Love
(One More)
One mais Chance At Love
One More(See) Chance At Love
(Say, One More)
One mais Chance At Love
One mais Chance At Love
(One More)
One mais Chance At Love
(Alright)
One mais Chance At Love

Searching, for that one who is going to make me whole,
Help me make these mysteries unfold.
(Hold...

At 7:55 a.m., an usher at the glass doors outside Staples Center in Los Angeles had a message for the thousands already gathering for the day's public memorial for Michael Jackson. "We are aware of your sorrow!" he announced in deep, affectionate tones. "We are aware of your pain! And we are aware of your joy!"

The man in the purple polo camisa then instructed ticket-holders how to line up, and that fãs would have to leave their flores and other "gifts" on a mesa, tabela outside the arena, all while insisting that "it is our pleasure, it is our privilege to welcome you ..." It was a moment of genuine...