I can still remember well enough how it was when I listened to you the first time that you speak with the man in the mirror.
ask him his views about the world and to itself to change and be a better person.
improve the world a place for you and all people make. to mend your broken heart to smooth scars and geplatze dreams come true.
You've asked him to open his heart and his mind to change - here and now.
I can still remember well how it was when I listened to the rhythm that I was instantly captivated. A little choppy, through your now world famous and often imitated "kick sounds," the me that I give to very amused have been suspended.
This morning I have experienced and the world that the man who speaks with the man in the mirror, we have nothing more to say.
Michael Jackson is dead.
remains what is probably the memory of one of the most tragic figures of popular music that is posthumously even more tragic experience and not find even in death the peace is, according to his or her time his life has obviously been longing Sun
Open Secrets, which always those will remain to be dragged into the light, dirty details or dirty presented.
What really remains is the music of the man who talks to the man in the mirror.
Probably the best kreativse and pointers to what has produced pop music, before moving to the Valley of the miserable, self-pity before dripping action ballads in the style of "Heal the World" is ready to slip. And before it like a bad joke only mention in the newspapers, found its existence was proved only in embarrassing and skuriele stories and the music industry only the footnote to the most-selling album was.
I'm going to dig night in my CD rack, and listen to the man in the mirror for a while.
