Off Stage > Miscellaneous

It is morning in a Manhattan disco, and Michael Jackson — who owns perhaps the most scrutinized face in America — is smiling warily for a roomful of strangers. Jackson has come to New York for two weeks of near–continuous hubbub, which will include three sold–out concerts at Madison Square Garden and highly anticipated appearances on the thirtieth annual Grammy Awards program (his first Fernsehen performance since the 1983 Motown 25 show) and at a benefit abendessen for the United Negro College Fund. This morning, though, he is performing the one chore that he reportedly dreads most —...

Another Tag has gone
I'm still all alone
How could this be
You're not here with me
You never sagte goodbye
Someone tell me why
Did Du have to go
And leave my world so cold

Everyday I sit and ask myself
How did Liebe slip away
Something whispers in my ear and says
That Du are not alone
For I am here with you
Though you're far away
I am here to stay

But Du are not alone
For I am here with you
Though we're far apart
You're always in my heart
But Du are not alone

'Lone, 'lone
Why, 'lone

Just the other night
I thought I heard Du cry
Asking me to come
And hold Du in my arms
I can hear your prayers
Your burdens I will bear...

She's got the look
She's so fine
And Du know damn well
The girl will be mine
She got the breaks
She's a scene
And Du know damn well
She gives it to me

Black jeans
And a turtleneck sweater
I know the girl is fakin'
'Cause I've seen her look better
She composition
She statistical fact
Got it ready for the willing
Got it kickin' at the back

She got the look
(She's got the look)
(Wanna know better)
She's got the look
(She's got the look)
(She's driving me wild)
(She's got the look)
(Wanna know better)
She's got the look
(She's got the look)
(She's driving me wild)

Come to the place, shoktacy
And Du know damn well
You know...