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Hold my hand, feel the touch of your body cling to mine
te and me, makin’ Amore all the way through another night
I remember te and I walking though the park at night
baciare and touch, nothing much, let it blow just touch and go

Amore me more, never leave me alone da house of love
People talk, people say what we have is just a game
Oh, I’ll never let te go, come here girl
Just got to make sweet Amore ‘til the break of dawn

[CHORUS]
I don’t want the sun to shine I wanna make love
Is this magic in your eyes and in my heart
I don’t know what I’m gonna do I can’t stop lovin’ you
I won’t stop ‘til break of dawn makin’ love

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Hold my hand, feel the sweat, yes you’ve got me nervous yet
Let me groove, let me soothe, let me take te on a cruise
There’s imagination workin’, never been there before
Have te ever wanted to dream about those places you’ve never know

Break of dawn, there’s no sun up in the sky
Break of dawn, I can see it in your eyes
Break of dawn, girl te got to understand
It’s the way that I Amore you, let me mostra te I’m your man
Break of dawn

[CHORUS x 2]

Let’s not wait, the sun is out, let’s get up and let’s get out
It’s the day, a brand new day, let’s both go outside and play
Let us walk down the park, makin’ Amore ‘til it’s dark
Let me sposta ya, Let me soothe ya, ‘til the break of
dawn and te know it’s true, oh

[CHORUS x 3]

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Michael can’t sleep as he sits on his divano with The Twilight Zone running in the background of the television. It seems like lately, he can’t sleep and it seems to be getting worse as he gets older. His mind wanders with thoughts, fears, hopes, and of course music. Well, that’s what his mind usually is thinking about, tonight it’s about Holly. Michael can’t seem to erase the thought of them baciare each other and how it felt tonight. One thing was for certain; he wanted più and it intimidated him. He looks at his watch that reads three thirty a.m. The only other person who would...
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The days turn into weeks, and the weeks turn into months to nearly a anno as Michael is away in New York. Whenever he wasn’t rehearsing o in a costume fitting, his mind always shifted back to agrifoglio – wondering what she was doing, if she was alright o happy. There were so many times he wanted to call and talk to her, but every time he would Diana would want to talk to him o ask him for his help with the dance steps. When she did, everything else seemed to slip away as he reverted back to that stella, star struck eleven-year-old boy once again, pining over a woman whom he could never have –...
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So my story began when i was 5/6 years old, i was watching the TV when the mostra got interrupted da a breaking news that detto "Famous Singer Michael Jackson Died at 50" i didn't think much of it and changed the channel.

Then my mom burst out of the room crying, i asked "what's the matter", she detto "Michael Jackson died"
I got curious then ask "Who's Michael Jackson?" she told me what an amazing person and fantastic human being he was, and i detto "How good are his musics, anyway?"
My mom then played my first MJ song, Black o White, i immediately fell in Amore with him and started listening to his...
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