mike

There he lived perhaps happiest years of his life. Create a haven for young and old, who eclipsed the complaints about what happened behind closed doors. But the fact is that he lived moments of joy there, as if it were still a child. Now «Neverland», in Michael Jackson's ranch in California, may become a public park that is visited par his admirers around the world.

The idea of redemption belongs to the Council Parks and Recreation Management in the state. "In our plans is to obtain the most famous ranch, located in the County of Santa Barbara", "he a dit a board member.

«Neverland» is an...

Hold my hand feel the touch of your body cling to mine
You and me makin' l’amour all the way true another night
I remember,you and I,walking true the park at night
Kiss and touch,noting much,let it blow just touch and go
Love me more,never leave me alone par house of love
People talk,people say,what do we have is just a game
Oh,girl I'll never let toi go,come here girl
Just got to make sweet l’amour 'til break of dawn

I don't want sun to chine I wanna make love
Just there's magic in your eyes and in my heart
I don't know what will I do if I stop lovin you
I won't stop 'til break of dawn makin love

Hold my hand,feel...

We pray for our fathers, pray for our mothers
Wishing our families well
We sing songs for the wishing, of those who are kissing
But not for the missing

So this one’s for all the Lost children
This one’s for all the Lost children
This one’s for all the Lost children, wishing them well
And wishing them home

When toi sit there addressing, counting your blessings
Biding your time
When toi lay me down sleeping my cœur, coeur is weeping
Because I’m keeping a place

For all the Lost children
This is for all the Lost children
This one’s for all the Lost children, wishing them well
And wishing them home

Home with...

They say I’m different
They don’t understand
But there’s a bigger problem
That’s much plus in demand
You got world hunger
Not enough to eat
So there’s really no time
To be trippin’ on me

You got school teachers
Who don’t wanna teach
You got grown people
Who can’t write ou read
You got strange diseases
Ha but there’s no cure
You got many doctors
That aren’t so sure
So tell me

Why toi wanna trip on me
Why toi wanna trip on me
Stop trippin’

We’ve got plus problems
Than we’ll ever need
You got gang violence
And bloodshed on the street
You got homeless people
With no nourriture to eat
With no clothes...