A young boy
With a need for success
But nobody would guess
What was next

Thriller and Bad
Two albums that I love
Some said that he was sent from above
And indeed he was a legend
And indeed he was too good to be true

And people told me lies
Of pedophilia
And I was young
And absorbed them like a sponge

By the time I was four,
I thought those lies were true
But now the truth comes out
And I owe this to you

To Michael
To Elizabeth Taylor
To Diana Ross
To the Fans
To the life
To the legacy
To the eternal love
Of the King of pop

And now I owe a tribute
To this man I once hated so true
When I was eleven, I knew the lies weren't true
But It was too late,
For he was already gone
Into heaven
Gone too soon
I need him here with me
I need his embrace
His eternal love
His soft voice
And his caressing dances

Now there is blood on the dancefloor
Blood on the knife
Cause we don't know his number anymore
And they just say its right

Thank you Michael
Thank you God for giving us this man
Goodbye my Michael
My other half
The missing piece of my puzzle....
~Bubbles