MICHAEL'S SON BLANKET JACKSON WEARS MICHAEL JACKSON chemise

Have toi seen my childhood
I’m searching for the world that I come from
‘Cause I’ve been looking around
In the Lost and found of my heart…
No one understands me
They view it as such strange eccentricities…
‘Cause I keep kidding around
Like a child, bur pardon me…

People say I’m not okay
‘Cause I l’amour such elementary things…
It’s been my fate to compensate
For the childhood I’ve never known…

Have toi seen my childhood
I’m searching for that wonder in my youth
Like pirates and adventurous dreams
Of conquest and kings on a throne…

Before toi judge me, try hard to l’amour me
Look within...

Planet earth, my home, my place
A capricious anomaly in the sea of space
Planet earth are toi just
Floating by, a could of dust
A minor globe, about to bust
A piece of metal about to rust
A speck of matter in a mindless void
A lonely spaceship, a large asteriod

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 toi care, have toi 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, livres of history
Life...