Michael

I watched when you move

How the whole world moves

My fantasies with you

Walking hand in hand

We turn to face each other when

We join our empty hands

I'm too cautious, man

I'm too cautious, love

I've got a fragile hand

I'm too tired now

For your warmth

To ever warm

But I can see it in your eyes

It's in your back, your chest

That same ocean rise

That same color black

I can feel it

I can feel it