Michael <3

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 Televisione performance since the 1983 Motown 25 show) and at a benefit cena for the United Negro College Fund. This morning, though, he is performing the one chore that he reportedly dreads most —...

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

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

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

'Lone, 'lone
Why, 'lone

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