I knew he had my hand.
He saved me, from the dark;
He came in.
He rescued me, through song.
You see....
He sings to me, when I'm wronged.
His music soothes me.
I don't care about none of the haters.
I guess they were meant to be.
Yes, Michael saved me,
From out of the waters deep.
He gave me the music of him,
To Keep.
I knew he had my hand.
He saved me, from the dark;
He came in.
The window of South,
Is open.
Michael feel the wind;
As you've prayin'.
It's me, 'I'm here.'
I have your hand.
No need to fear.
Freedom.
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