MICHAEL

All alone wishing on stars
Waiting for آپ to find me
One sweet night I knew I would see
A stranger who'd be my friend

When someone in the dark reaches out to you
And touches off a spark that comes shining through
It tells آپ never be afraid
Then somewhere in your دل آپ can feel the glow
A light to keep آپ warm when the night winds blow
Like it was written in the stars I knew
My friend, my someone in the dark was you

Promise me we'll always be
Walking the world together
Hand in hand where dreams never end
My سٹار, ستارہ secret friend and me

When someone in the dark reaches out to you
And touches off a spark...

Stone shaker is looking fine
She's a heart-breaker every time
She never seems to realize
That someday she'll be crying too. Oo!

(She is) A sharp shooter that's moving fast
A slight کروزر loaded with gas
Slowing down to make a pass
You think it's gonna hit you,
So why not take a chance?

'Cause this is Hot سٹریٹ, گلی (Burnin' It Up)
Just feel the night beat, yeah. (Fun on the run)
'Cause this is Hot سٹریٹ, گلی (Ready یا not)
Because the fantasy will never stop
on Hot سٹریٹ, گلی - Oo!

A سٹریٹ, گلی walker when there's time to spare
Big spenders holding their share
A دل of gold, but no one cares.
(No one seems to care)
Within...

Where did آپ come from baby
And ooh won't آپ take me there
Right away won't آپ baby
Tender only you've got to be
Spark my nature
Sugar fly with me

Don't آپ know now
Is the perfect time
We can make it right
Hit the city lights
Then tonight ease the lovin' pain
Let me take آپ to the max

I want to love آپ (P.Y.T.)
Pretty young thing
You need some lovin' (T.L.C.)
Tender lovin' care
And I'll take آپ there, girl, ooh

I want to love آپ (P.Y.T.)
Pretty young thing
You need some lovin' (T.L.C.)
Tender lovin' care
And I'll take آپ there
(Anywhere آپ wanna go)
Yes I will, ooh

Nothin' can stop the burnin'
Desire to be...

Ain’t the pictures enough
Why do آپ go through so much
To get the story آپ need
So آپ can bury me
You’ve got the people confused
You tell the stories آپ choose
You try to get me to lose the man I really am

You keep on stalking me
Invading my privacy
Won’t آپ just let me be
Your cameras can’t control
The minds of those who know
That you’ll even sell your soul
Just to get your story sold

I need my privacy,
yeah yeah
I need my privacy
yeah yeah
So paparazzi
yeah yeah
Get away from me
yeah yeah

Some of آپ still wonder why
One of my دوستوں had to die
To get that message across
That yet آپ haven’t heard...