graceful MJ

We pray for our fathers, pray for our mothers
Wishing our families well
We sing songs for the wishing, of those who are kissing
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 ہوم

When آپ sit there addressing, counting your blessings
Biding your time
When آپ lay me down sleeping and my دل 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...

This time around
I'll never get bit
Though آپ really wanna fix me
This time around
you're making me sick
Though آپ really wanna get me

Somebody's out
Somebody's out to get me
They really wanna fix me, hit me
But this time around
I'm taking no shit
Though آپ really
wanna get me
You really wanna get me

He really thought
he really had a hold on me
He really thought he really had
They thought they really had control of me
He really thought he really had Control of me
He really thought he really had
They thought they really could control me

This time around
I'll never get bit
Though آپ really...

Girl, close your eyes
Let that rhythm get into you
Don't try to fight it
There ain't nothin' that آپ can do
Relax your mind
Lay back and groove with mine
You got to feel that heat
And we can ride the boogie
Share that beat of love

I wanna rock with آپ (all night)
Dance آپ into دن (sunlight)
I wanna rock with آپ (all night)
We're gonna rock the night away

Out on the floor
There ain't nobody there but us
Girl, when آپ dance
There's a magic that must be love
Just take it slow
'Cause we got so far to go
When آپ feel that heat
And we're gonna ride the boogie
Share that beat of love

I wanna rock with آپ (all night)...

There's something
I have to say to you
If آپ promise you'll
understand
I cannot contain myself
When in your presence
I'm so humble
Just touch me
Don't hide our love
Woman to man

She's just a lover
Who makes me high
It's worth the giving
It's worth the try
You cannot cleave it
Or put it in the furnace
You cannot wet it
You cannot burn it

She wants to give it
(She wants to give it)
(Aahh, she wants to
give it)
Dare me
(She wants to give it)
(Aahh, she wants to give it)
She wants to give it

(She wants to give it)
(Aahh, she wants to give it)
Yea
(She wants to give it)
(Aahh, she wants to give it)

It's just a feeling
You have...

In this world there's much confusion
And I've tasted the city life and it's not for me
Now I do dream of distant places
Where I don't know, but it's destiny


If it's the rich life, I don't want it
Happiness ain't always material things


I want destiny
It's the place for me
Give me the simple life
I'm getting away from here
Let me be free, let me be me


I'm a man that's for all seasons
What the city offers me ain't naturally
I look to greet the stars
But there's no stars to see
Gonna تلاش this world until I find my destiny


If it's the rich life, I don't want it
Happiness ain't always material things
I want destiny...

Michael Jackson has a simple instruction for his personal make-up artist Karen Faye when she prepares him for his appearance on stage. ''Hurt me, hurt me.'' he tells her.
For Jackson, whose latest album BAD has sold millions worldwide, wants to look so good for his شائقین that his image in a mirror must be so fantastic that is almost hurts.
Karen said: ''It's one of his پسندیدہ phrases - he says it all the time. When he wants something to be brilliant, he says, 'HURT ME'.
''Whenever it is a new dance routine, a photographic session یا other people's make-up he says,
'Make it look great, Hurt...