mike

This is it, Here I stand
I'm the light of the world
I'll feel grand
Got this love, I can feel
And I know, Yes for sure
It is real

And it feels as though I've seen your face a thousand times
And te detto te really know me too yourself
And I know that te have got addicted with your eyes
But te say you're gonna leave it for yourself
Oh
I never heard a single word about te
Falling in Amore wasn't my plan
I never thought that I would be your lover
Come on baby just understand

This is it
I can say
I'm the light of your world
run away
we can feel
This is real
Every time I'm in Amore that I feel...

Planet Earth, my home, my place
A capricious anomaly in the sea of space
Planet Earth, are te just
Floating by, a nube, nuvola of dust
A minor globe, about to bust
A piece of metal bound to rust
A speck of matter in a mindless void
A lonely spaceship, a large asteroid

Cold as a rock without a hue
Held together with a bit of glue
Something tells me this isn't true
You are my sweetheart, soft and blue
Do te care, have te a part
In the deepest emotions of my own heart
Tender with breezes, caressing and whole
Alive with music, haunting my soul.

In my veins I've felt the mystery
Of corridors of time, libri of history...

“Michael had this monkey called Bubbles. And they brought in Bubbles one giorno after lunch when my daughter was with me – she was seven at the time, her name is Lilly. And there weren’t many kids around at that time. This was in the Encino house, before he moved out to Neverland. And the monkey comes in and takes one look at Lilly, my little seven anno old girl, and grabs her da the arm – and then starts dragging her out of the room. And Michael Jackson grabs Lily’s other arm. And he says to the monkey, “Hey Bubbles – Where te goin’ with my girlfriend?”

Meanwhile, I notice that...