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MICHAEL JACKSON >> Merchandise Links
MICHAEL JACKSON
There's a feeling here inside. That I cannot hide, and I know I've tried, But it's turning me around. I'm not sure that I'm aware If I'm up or down, or here or there I need both feet on the ground. Maybe I'm just going crazy, Letting myself get up-tight; I'm acting just like a baby, But I'm- gonna be-I'm gonna be allright! Soon as I get home Soon as I get home Soon as I get home In a diff'rent place, in a diff'rent time, Differ'rent people around me I would like to know of that diff'rent world And how diff'rent they find me And just what's a Wiz, is it big? Will it scare me? If I ask to leave, will the Wiz even hear me? How will I know then If I'll ever get home again? Here I am alone, though it feels the same, I don't know where I'm going; I'm here on my own, and it's not a game, And now a strange wind is blowing I'm so amazed at the things that I see here, Don't want to be afraid, I just don't wanna be here; In my mind this is clear, What am I doing here? I wish I was home.
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