MICHAEL

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 Nawawala children
This one’s for all the Nawawala children
This one’s for all the Nawawala children, wishing them well
And wishing them home

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

For all the Nawawala children
This is for all the Nawawala children
This one’s for all the Nawawala 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 madami 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 or read
You got strange diseases
Ha but there’s no cure
You got many doctors
That aren’t so sure
So tell me

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

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

There’s a place in
Your heart
And I know that it is love
And this place could
Be much
Brighter than tomorrow
And if you really try
You’ll find there’s no need
To cry
In this place you’ll feel
There’s no hurt or sorrow

There are ways
To get there
If you care enough
For the living
Make a little space
Make a better place

Heal the world
Make it a better place
For you and for me
And the entire human race
There are people dying
If you care enough
For the living
Make a better place
For you and for me

If you want to know why
There’s a pag-ibig that
Cannot lie
Love is strong
It only cares for
Joyful giving
If we try
We shall...

Oh no
Oh no
Oh no

You’ll never make me stay
So take your weight off of me
I know your every move
So won’t you just let me be
I’ve been here times before
But I was too blind to see
That you seduce every man
This time you won’t seduce me

She’s saying that’s ok
Hey baby do what you please
I have the stuff that you want
I am the thing that you need
She looked me deep in the eyes
She’s touchin’ me so to start
She says there’s no turnin’ back
She trapped me in her heart

Dirty Diana, nah
Dirty Diana, nah
Dirty Diana, no
Dirty Diana
Let me be

Oh no
Oh no
Oh no

She likes the boys in the band
She knows when...

Girlfriend
I’m gonna tell your boyfriend, yeah
Tell him (Woo hoo)
Exactly what we’re doin’, yeah
Tell him what you do to me
Late at night when the wind is free

Girlfriend
I’m gonna ipakita your boyfriend, yeah
Show him (Woo hoo)
The letters I’ve been savin’, yeah
Show him how you feel inside
And how pag-ibig could not be denied, oh no

We’re gonna have to tell him
You’ll only be a girlfriend of mine
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do

We’re gonna have to tell him
You’ll only be a girlfriend of mine

Girlfriend
You better tell your boyfriend,...

Nation to nation
All the world
Must come together
Face the problems
That we see
Then maybe somehow we can
Work it out
I asked my neighbor
For a favor
She sinabi later
What has come of
All the people
Have we Nawawala love
Of what it’s about

I have to find my peace cuz
No one seems to let me be
False prophets cry of doom
What are the possibilities
I told my brother
There’ll be problem
Times and tears for fears
We must live each day
Like it’s the last

Go with it
Go with it
Jam
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t too much
It ain’t too much for me to
Jam
It ain’t
It ain’t too much stuff
It ain’t
Don’t you
It ain’t too...

Ow… ow
I took my baby
On a Saturday bang
Boy is that girl with you
Yes we’re one and the same

Now I believe in miracles
And a miracle
Has happened tonight, he

But if
You’re thinkin’
About my baby
It don’t matter if you’re
Black or white
Woo

They print my message
In the Saturday sun
I had to tell them
I ain’t segundo to none

And I told about equality
And it’s true
Either you’re wrong
Or you’re right, he

But if
You’re thinkin’
About my baby
It don’t matter if you’re
Black or white, he
He, he

I am tired of this devil
I am tired of this stuff
I am tired of this business
Girl when the
Going get rough...

Looking out
Across the nighttime
The city winks a sleepless eye
Hear her voice
Shake my window
Sweet seducing sighs

Get me out
Into the nighttime
Four walls won’t hold me tonight
If this town
Is just an apple
Then let me take a bite

If they say
Why, why, tell ‘em that it’s human nature
Why, why, does he do me that way
If they say
Why, why, tell ‘em that it’s human nature
Why, why, does he do me that way

Reaching out
To touch a stranger
Electric eyes are everywhere
See that girl
She knows I’m watching
She likes the way I stare

If they say
Why, why, tell ‘em that it’s human nature
Why, why, does he do...