According to his butler, Wyatt, thinking that he needed to get out of the hotel, offers to drive Michael around the city in his limo. Michael was still trying to get pass the pain and sorrow, even as he was feeling and thinking about ‘ALEX/DIANA’ as he sings:
I am the damned
I am the dead
I am the agony inside
The dying head
This is injustice
Woe unto thee
I pray this punishment
Would have mercy on me
And she promised me forever
That we’d live our life as one
We made our vows
We’d live a Amore so true
It seems that she has left me
For such reasons unexplained
I need to find the truth
But see what will I do?
And it doesn't seem to matter
And it doesn't seem right
’Cause the will has brought
No fortune
Still I cry alone at night
Don't te judge of my composure
’Cause I’m bothered everyday
And she didn’t leave a letter
She just up and ran away
(WHO IS IT?)
It is a friend of mine
(Who is it?)
Is it my brother?
(Who is it?)
Somebody hurt my soul
(Who is it?)
I can’t take it ’cause I’m lonely
MEANWHILE…
As she was leaving his hotel room with a sliver suitcase, she walks down the hall as she is looking out both ways of the hallway until she leaves through the fuoco exit, there waiting was the same group of people who helped made her over. Meanwhile, the same man in the limo with ‘ALEX’/‘DIANA’ was counting the money she had received from him, which was filled with an endless amounts of hundred dollars bills as he was counting the money.
As ‘ALEX’/‘DIANA’ is being made over on the stairway, the man was watching her from the balcony and the same woman in the white suit was watching her with beading eyes and a fierce tight mouth as she is being made over and see her transform her as a woman with dark eye makeup, red lipstick, French perfume, black short hair and as she was walking down the stairs in white lingerie. As the man puts the money in the back of the truck, along with the rest of the suitcases, she is dato a black risqué dominatrix-style lingerie, black cape jacket, art deco style earrings and heels. Walking down the stairs where she meets the woman to make sure she looks perfect and goes to her successivo client.
The truck stops at the Victorian-style mansion, along with the black limo. There in the mansion was a man, dressed in sleepwear, a accappatoio, vestaglia and slippers and in a wheelchair. Seeking her arrival as she is walking up the stairs, he wheels himself to greet her as he asked her for her name. The name on her card was,
CELESTE
As the man in the wheelchair was sipping his glass of white wine, with seduction, she takes off her cape jacket, rubs her legs and tucks her hair behind her ears, which captured his attention. As she sits down on the plush white love-seat, coyly plays with her earrings and crossing her legs, the man was so amused da her, he miraculously got up from his wheelchair to be with her. She closed her eyes and possibly going into the successivo step intercourse with him.
I am the damned
I am the dead
I am the agony inside
The dying head
This is injustice
Woe unto thee
I pray this punishment
Would have mercy on me
And she promised me forever
That we’d live our life as one
We made our vows
We’d live a Amore so true
It seems that she has left me
For such reasons unexplained
I need to find the truth
But see what will I do?
And it doesn't seem to matter
And it doesn't seem right
’Cause the will has brought
No fortune
Still I cry alone at night
Don't te judge of my composure
’Cause I’m bothered everyday
And she didn’t leave a letter
She just up and ran away
(WHO IS IT?)
It is a friend of mine
(Who is it?)
Is it my brother?
(Who is it?)
Somebody hurt my soul
(Who is it?)
I can’t take it ’cause I’m lonely
MEANWHILE…
As she was leaving his hotel room with a sliver suitcase, she walks down the hall as she is looking out both ways of the hallway until she leaves through the fuoco exit, there waiting was the same group of people who helped made her over. Meanwhile, the same man in the limo with ‘ALEX’/‘DIANA’ was counting the money she had received from him, which was filled with an endless amounts of hundred dollars bills as he was counting the money.
As ‘ALEX’/‘DIANA’ is being made over on the stairway, the man was watching her from the balcony and the same woman in the white suit was watching her with beading eyes and a fierce tight mouth as she is being made over and see her transform her as a woman with dark eye makeup, red lipstick, French perfume, black short hair and as she was walking down the stairs in white lingerie. As the man puts the money in the back of the truck, along with the rest of the suitcases, she is dato a black risqué dominatrix-style lingerie, black cape jacket, art deco style earrings and heels. Walking down the stairs where she meets the woman to make sure she looks perfect and goes to her successivo client.
The truck stops at the Victorian-style mansion, along with the black limo. There in the mansion was a man, dressed in sleepwear, a accappatoio, vestaglia and slippers and in a wheelchair. Seeking her arrival as she is walking up the stairs, he wheels himself to greet her as he asked her for her name. The name on her card was,
CELESTE
As the man in the wheelchair was sipping his glass of white wine, with seduction, she takes off her cape jacket, rubs her legs and tucks her hair behind her ears, which captured his attention. As she sits down on the plush white love-seat, coyly plays with her earrings and crossing her legs, the man was so amused da her, he miraculously got up from his wheelchair to be with her. She closed her eyes and possibly going into the successivo step intercourse with him.
The Man who made HIStory
He was once a small-time boy
with big musical promise and big voice
got him to be one of the biggest entertainers ever.
He has the cuore the size of Russia,
the Musica gift of Apollo,
the wisdom of an African elephant,
and the grace and beauty of a swan.
He stunned the world with his timeless, classic works of art.
He fought through his darkest times,
from the difficult times that he had as a child
to the false accusations he was innocent.
Despite that, he remained tough
He was only child-like, not childish.
He shocked the world when he left us and this earth
He may be gone, but we will never forget you.
He was once a small-time boy
with big musical promise and big voice
got him to be one of the biggest entertainers ever.
He has the cuore the size of Russia,
the Musica gift of Apollo,
the wisdom of an African elephant,
and the grace and beauty of a swan.
He stunned the world with his timeless, classic works of art.
He fought through his darkest times,
from the difficult times that he had as a child
to the false accusations he was innocent.
Despite that, he remained tough
He was only child-like, not childish.
He shocked the world when he left us and this earth
He may be gone, but we will never forget you.
i argee with te a 100 percent its not about how much stuff te own that's about michael o how many libri te have about michael its about L-O-V-E that te have for michael and the respect that te have for him yes i have been a fan of michael for 3 years now almost 4 years i read alot of libri about him only the true ones and i have cd's that i own that i listen to alot i listen and read his libri and listen to his Musica is because its really good and i enjoy them although my family isnt a fan of him doesnt matter to me i Amore michael as a person not a enterainer like te detto if michael was still here it would be so awesome if i had a full conversation with him about nothing but random things and just have fun
