She always takes it with a
Heart of stone
‘Cause all she does is
Throws it back to me
I’ve spent a lifetime
Looking for someone
Don’t try to understand me
Just simply do the
Things I say
Love is a feeling
Give it when I want it
‘Cause I’m on fire
Quench my desire
Give it when I want it
Talk to me woman
Give in to me
Give in to me
You always knew just how
To make me cry
And never did I ask you
Questions why
It seems you get your kicks
From hurting me
Don’t try to understand me
Because your words just
Aren’t enough
Love is a feeling
Quench my desire
Give it when I want it
Takin’ me higher
Love is a woman
I don’t wanna hear it
Give in to me
Give in to me
You and your friends were
Laughing at me in town
But it’s ok
Yea it’s ok
You won’t be laughin’ girl
When I’m not around
I’ll be ok
And I
I’d never find
Gotta some peace of mind
No
Don’t try to tell me
Because your words
Just aren’t enough
Love is a feeling
Quench my desire
Give it when I want it
Takin’ me higher
Talk to me woman
Love is a feeling
Give in to me
Give in to me
Give in to me
Oh, love is a feeling
I don’t wanna hear it
Quench my desire
Takin’ me higher
Tell it to the preacher
Satisfy the feeling
Give in to me
Give in to me
I don’t wanna
I don’t wanna
I don’t wanna hear it
Give in to the fire
Talk to me woman
Quench my desire
Act like a lady
Talk to me baby
Give in to me
Give in to the fire
Give in to me
Give in to me
Give in to me
Love me more
Give in to me
Give in to me
Give in to me
Give in to me
‘Cause I’m on fire
Talk to me woman
Quench my desire
Give in to the feeling
Heart of stone
‘Cause all she does is
Throws it back to me
I’ve spent a lifetime
Looking for someone
Don’t try to understand me
Just simply do the
Things I say
Love is a feeling
Give it when I want it
‘Cause I’m on fire
Quench my desire
Give it when I want it
Talk to me woman
Give in to me
Give in to me
You always knew just how
To make me cry
And never did I ask you
Questions why
It seems you get your kicks
From hurting me
Don’t try to understand me
Because your words just
Aren’t enough
Love is a feeling
Quench my desire
Give it when I want it
Takin’ me higher
Love is a woman
I don’t wanna hear it
Give in to me
Give in to me
You and your friends were
Laughing at me in town
But it’s ok
Yea it’s ok
You won’t be laughin’ girl
When I’m not around
I’ll be ok
And I
I’d never find
Gotta some peace of mind
No
Don’t try to tell me
Because your words
Just aren’t enough
Love is a feeling
Quench my desire
Give it when I want it
Takin’ me higher
Talk to me woman
Love is a feeling
Give in to me
Give in to me
Give in to me
Oh, love is a feeling
I don’t wanna hear it
Quench my desire
Takin’ me higher
Tell it to the preacher
Satisfy the feeling
Give in to me
Give in to me
I don’t wanna
I don’t wanna
I don’t wanna hear it
Give in to the fire
Talk to me woman
Quench my desire
Act like a lady
Talk to me baby
Give in to me
Give in to the fire
Give in to me
Give in to me
Give in to me
Love me more
Give in to me
Give in to me
Give in to me
Give in to me
‘Cause I’m on fire
Talk to me woman
Quench my desire
Give in to the feeling
With the two-year anniversary of Michael Jackson's death approaching -- one helicopter company is giving fans the chance to pay their respects ... by raining flowers down around Neverland ... mid-flight.
The 30-minute Channel Island Helicopter flights are set to take off June 24th and 25th -- exactly two years since Jackson died after a Propofol-induced cardiac arrest.
During the flight, passengers are encouraged to honor the late entertainer by chucking his favorite flower -- a red rose -- out of the helicopter mid-flight ... over nearby Zaca Peak.
A rep for the helicopter company tell us -- fans are super excited for the aerial tour ... saying they feel it will bring them "closer to heaven" ... and closer to Michael.
The 30-minute Channel Island Helicopter flights are set to take off June 24th and 25th -- exactly two years since Jackson died after a Propofol-induced cardiac arrest.
During the flight, passengers are encouraged to honor the late entertainer by chucking his favorite flower -- a red rose -- out of the helicopter mid-flight ... over nearby Zaca Peak.
A rep for the helicopter company tell us -- fans are super excited for the aerial tour ... saying they feel it will bring them "closer to heaven" ... and closer to Michael.
Ryan White, symbol of justice
Or child of innocence, messenger of love
Where are you now, where have you gone?
Ryan White, I miss your sunny days
We carelessly frolicked in extended plays
I miss you, Ryan White
I miss your smile, innocent and bright
I miss your glory, I miss your light
Ryan White, symbol of contradiction
Child of Irony, or child of fiction?
I think of your shattered life
Of your struggle, of your strife
While ladies dance in the moonlit night
Champage parties on charted cruises
I see your wasted form, your ghostly sight
I feel your festering wounds, your battered bruises
Ryan White, symbol of agony and pain
Of ignorant fear gone insane
In a hysterical society
With free-floating anxiety
And feigned piety
I miss you, Ryan White
You showed us how to stand and fight
In the rain you were the cloudburst joy
The sparkle of hope in every girl and boy
In the depths of your anguished sorrow
Was the dream of another tomorrow
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Or child of innocence, messenger of love
Where are you now, where have you gone?
Ryan White, I miss your sunny days
We carelessly frolicked in extended plays
I miss you, Ryan White
I miss your smile, innocent and bright
I miss your glory, I miss your light
Ryan White, symbol of contradiction
Child of Irony, or child of fiction?
I think of your shattered life
Of your struggle, of your strife
While ladies dance in the moonlit night
Champage parties on charted cruises
I see your wasted form, your ghostly sight
I feel your festering wounds, your battered bruises
Ryan White, symbol of agony and pain
Of ignorant fear gone insane
In a hysterical society
With free-floating anxiety
And feigned piety
I miss you, Ryan White
You showed us how to stand and fight
In the rain you were the cloudburst joy
The sparkle of hope in every girl and boy
In the depths of your anguished sorrow
Was the dream of another tomorrow
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Michael Jackson fans are scrambling to stop the Discovery Channel from broadcasting a gruesome reenactment of MJ's autopsy ... calling the whole thing an "affront to human dignity."
TMZ has learned ... fans have already collected nearly 1,500 signatures -- all demanding the network pull the plug on a special entitled "Michael Jackson's Autopsy" ... in which MJ's bloody autopsy is expected to be reenacted in gory detail.
The fans behind the petition call the documentary "an affront to human dignity" -- adding, "This type of sensational and unscrupulous reporting can only cause harm."
The petition states, “We ask the directors of the Discovery Channel programming to proceed with the outright cancellation of this indecent documentary.”
The doc is scheduled to air January 13th in the UK.
TMZ has learned ... fans have already collected nearly 1,500 signatures -- all demanding the network pull the plug on a special entitled "Michael Jackson's Autopsy" ... in which MJ's bloody autopsy is expected to be reenacted in gory detail.
The fans behind the petition call the documentary "an affront to human dignity" -- adding, "This type of sensational and unscrupulous reporting can only cause harm."
The petition states, “We ask the directors of the Discovery Channel programming to proceed with the outright cancellation of this indecent documentary.”
The doc is scheduled to air January 13th in the UK.
A poem I dedicated to Michael .
I woke up one day, I found at you were gone
and now I'm sitting here listening to
this sad song.
When I look at the sky at night, I wonder
If I could see you one day in heaven, I can
Feel your presence seven days a week, you’re
In my dreams, they seem to be real until I wake up
And my heart is hurting
Wherever you are, I feel you close no matter
How far or how near
Why did you go? One day I will know,
You never said goodbye,
There must be a reason why, that’s why I cry
I woke up one day, I found at you were gone
and now I'm sitting here listening to
this sad song.
When I look at the sky at night, I wonder
If I could see you one day in heaven, I can
Feel your presence seven days a week, you’re
In my dreams, they seem to be real until I wake up
And my heart is hurting
Wherever you are, I feel you close no matter
How far or how near
Why did you go? One day I will know,
You never said goodbye,
There must be a reason why, that’s why I cry