Last dia of another ano is almost here
And i can't help but fight a tear
Another ano without my boy
Is surely going to bring no joy
Parties happening ,music,fun all around
But all youll see on my face is a miserable frown
Dancing ,fireworks,counting down the clock
But imagens of Michael in my head I can not block
Trying to drown my sorrows in drink
So maybe then I wont have to think
Just then someone yells "Turn the música up loud"
As I hear the beat of the música my coração feels proud
Thats my boy,always livens up the crowd
Bodies moving and swaying to Black or White
My coração threatens to burst with all its might
Tears in my eyes I remember my boy
Those brown eyes,that body.Oh what joy
OH Michael baby I miss you so much
If I could have you just for one second,to feel your touch
Five minutos to midnight someone yells
I close my eyes,I picture his face
My coração is pounding,I wish I could taste
That beautiful mouth
Those sweet sweet lips
And trace his face with my fingertips
Oh Michael my amor You're the one I adore
I wish I could whisper to you Amour
10,9,8,7 My baby's favorito number
6,5 Jackson 5 4,3,2,1 1my boy was and still is number 1.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!
Clapping yeling cheering everyone but me
I want my Michael cant anyone see?
I close my eyes and I make my wish
My New Year's wish is for MJ's kiss
"Happy New ano my beautiful boy.I'll keep you with me to bring me joy.I amor you so much my MJ bear. Your always with me youre everywhere. My darling Michael this kiss is for you to help you whenever you cant see your way through. Happy New ano for you Michael wherever you are. You are my brightest shining star. I amor you angel eternally
You are the only one for me
So all that's left to say about the man I so miss
MY NEW YEARS WISH IS FOR MJ'S KISS
And i can't help but fight a tear
Another ano without my boy
Is surely going to bring no joy
Parties happening ,music,fun all around
But all youll see on my face is a miserable frown
Dancing ,fireworks,counting down the clock
But imagens of Michael in my head I can not block
Trying to drown my sorrows in drink
So maybe then I wont have to think
Just then someone yells "Turn the música up loud"
As I hear the beat of the música my coração feels proud
Thats my boy,always livens up the crowd
Bodies moving and swaying to Black or White
My coração threatens to burst with all its might
Tears in my eyes I remember my boy
Those brown eyes,that body.Oh what joy
OH Michael baby I miss you so much
If I could have you just for one second,to feel your touch
Five minutos to midnight someone yells
I close my eyes,I picture his face
My coração is pounding,I wish I could taste
That beautiful mouth
Those sweet sweet lips
And trace his face with my fingertips
Oh Michael my amor You're the one I adore
I wish I could whisper to you Amour
10,9,8,7 My baby's favorito number
6,5 Jackson 5 4,3,2,1 1my boy was and still is number 1.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!
Clapping yeling cheering everyone but me
I want my Michael cant anyone see?
I close my eyes and I make my wish
My New Year's wish is for MJ's kiss
"Happy New ano my beautiful boy.I'll keep you with me to bring me joy.I amor you so much my MJ bear. Your always with me youre everywhere. My darling Michael this kiss is for you to help you whenever you cant see your way through. Happy New ano for you Michael wherever you are. You are my brightest shining star. I amor you angel eternally
You are the only one for me
So all that's left to say about the man I so miss
MY NEW YEARS WISH IS FOR MJ'S KISS
Blazing 'cross the evening sky
Gone too soon
Like a arco iris, arco-íris
Fading in the twinkling of an eye
Gone too soon
Shiny and sparkly
And splendidly bright
Here one dia
Gone one night
Like the loss of sunlight
On a cloudy afternoon
Gone too soon
Like a castelo
Built upon a sandy de praia, praia
Gone too soon
Like a perfect flor
That is just beyond your reach
Gone too soon
Born to amuse
To inspire to delight
Here one dia
Gone one night
Like a sunset
Dying with the rising of the moon
Gone too soon
Gone too soon
His first goal in life must have been to own a doces store because he loved to play storekeeper. After Joe began giving him and his brothers a weekly allowance, he would spend every cent of it on doces and gum. He’d come início with an armful of it, take a board and two bricks and place them in the doorway to the boys’ bedroom, place a cloth over the board, lay the doces on topo, início of it, and sell it to his brothers and sisters and friends for the same price he’d paid for it.
Michael was also a serious candy-eater and gum-chewer. Before he opened his “store,” he’d save his pennies so that he could purchase bubble gum at the concession stand at the Little League ball park behind our house. One night, however, he couldn’t find his penny for gum and he was so upset he started crying. “Mother, do you know what happened to my penny?” he asked. I knew the answer when I saw Marlon @Marlon_Jackson happily chewing away on a wad of bubble gum nearby.
Michael was also a serious candy-eater and gum-chewer. Before he opened his “store,” he’d save his pennies so that he could purchase bubble gum at the concession stand at the Little League ball park behind our house. One night, however, he couldn’t find his penny for gum and he was so upset he started crying. “Mother, do you know what happened to my penny?” he asked. I knew the answer when I saw Marlon @Marlon_Jackson happily chewing away on a wad of bubble gum nearby.
“There’s too much pressure, pressure, pressure … pressure everywhere I turn …” a diary entry dated Nov. 17, 2008 is alleged to say in part.
“I don’t know who I am, not anmore (sp). Maybe I’m just a father to my children. Maybe I’m washed up.
“The drugs are (illegible) a toll … (illegible) … I’m not addict. But I can’t stop …
“If Elvis … (illegible) … so can I.
“I’ll have a ‘heart attack’ from drugs like he did (yeah, right!)
“I’ll come back, but only when I’m ready. Bigger than Elvis in ‘69.
“Maybe 2009 at Christmas. Or maybe the New ano is better.
“A back-from-dead tour, a real Thriller. But I have to rest. I’m tired. I’m not (thinking) clearly.
“It’s the drugs.
“A lot of fãs still amor me. (Some) people hate me. Thing (sp) will be different (after this) …”
“I don’t know who I am, not anmore (sp). Maybe I’m just a father to my children. Maybe I’m washed up.
“The drugs are (illegible) a toll … (illegible) … I’m not addict. But I can’t stop …
“If Elvis … (illegible) … so can I.
“I’ll have a ‘heart attack’ from drugs like he did (yeah, right!)
“I’ll come back, but only when I’m ready. Bigger than Elvis in ‘69.
“Maybe 2009 at Christmas. Or maybe the New ano is better.
“A back-from-dead tour, a real Thriller. But I have to rest. I’m tired. I’m not (thinking) clearly.
“It’s the drugs.
“A lot of fãs still amor me. (Some) people hate me. Thing (sp) will be different (after this) …”