Michael Jackson In Japan 1998

It's strange I normally try to stay far from

trouble, never try to glaze at it Mehr than

one second

But... I don't know... what happened, but now

trouble is staring straight at me, and I have welcomed

her in

Never have I welcomed such a thing, like this

in my life, nor have I desired to change anything

from proper orbit

I've seen evil transform into beauty, and hell look like heaven

without desiring any problem that storm

being in my life

I've glaze now into the eyes of trouble, and enjoy the

company there of

Slowly those lips gentily KISS away the pain from the struggling day

as this creature, so sweet...

Michael sat down on the couch and poured the champagne in the two glasses for him and and Maris; in addition, to serving cheese and crackers as a light snack. "Would Du like some cheese and crackers to go with your champagne," he asked, "yes, I would", Maris replied, so her offered her the snack. "I like what you've done with place, Michael, everything is well-coordinated," she replied, "oh, thank you, it me a long time to decorate it," Michael replied, as took off his jacket; in addition, loosening his necktie and unbuttoning the oben, nach oben of his shirt. Michael pulled a erdbeere with whipped...

Michael hated the feeling, but it was a little bit fun as well. He was nervous. Not over a performance oder interview, not over an album release oder finishing a record - not even over Joseph! He was nervous over having feelings for someone. It was the most normal he had ever felt.

It had begun to rain. Really hard. Von the time Michael heard the tone of his gate system it had escalated to a howling thunderstorm. He slid playfully across the shiny floor and skidded to a halt at the front door. Michael entered the number on the small keypad and then waited wondering what he was supposed to do next....