michael jackson

All alone wishing on stars
Waiting for anda to find me
One sweet night I knew I would see
A stranger who'd be my friend

When someone in the dark reaches out to you
And touches off a spark that comes shining through
It tells anda never be afraid
Then somewhere in your jantung anda can feel the glow
A light to keep anda warm when the night winds blow
Like it was written in the stars I knew
My friend, my someone in the dark was you

Promise me we'll always be
Walking the world together
Hand in hand where dreams never end
My bintang secret friend and me

When someone in the dark reaches out to you
And touches off a spark...

Stone shaker is looking fine
She's a heart-breaker every time
She never seems to realize
That someday she'll be crying too. Oo!

(She is) A sharp shooter that's moving fast
A slight kapal penjelajah loaded with gas
Slowing down to make a pass
You think it's gonna hit you,
So why not take a chance?

'Cause this is Hot jalan, street (Burnin' It Up)
Just feel the night beat, yeah. (Fun on the run)
'Cause this is Hot jalan, street (Ready atau not)
Because the fantasi will never stop
on Hot jalan, street - Oo!

A jalan, street walker when there's time to spare
Big spenders holding their share
A jantung of gold, but no one cares.
(No one seems to care)
Within...

Where did anda come from baby
And ooh won't anda take me there
Right away won't anda baby
Tender only you've got to be
Spark my nature
Sugar fly with me

Don't anda know now
Is the perfect time
We can make it right
Hit the city lights
Then tonight ease the lovin' pain
Let me take anda to the max

I want to cinta anda (P.Y.T.)
Pretty young thing
You need some lovin' (T.L.C.)
Tender lovin' care
And I'll take anda there, girl, ooh

I want to cinta anda (P.Y.T.)
Pretty young thing
You need some lovin' (T.L.C.)
Tender lovin' care
And I'll take anda there
(Anywhere anda wanna go)
Yes I will, ooh

Nothin' can stop the burnin'
Desire to be...

Ain’t the pictures enough
Why do anda go through so much
To get the story anda need
So anda can bury me
You’ve got the people confused
You tell the stories anda choose
You try to get me to lose the man I really am

You keep on stalking me
Invading my privacy
Won’t anda just let me be
Your cameras can’t control
The minds of those who know
That you’ll even sell your soul
Just to get your story sold

I need my privacy,
yeah yeah
I need my privacy
yeah yeah
So paparazzi
yeah yeah
Get away from me
yeah yeah

Some of anda still wonder why
One of my friends had to die
To get that message across
That yet anda haven’t heard...