Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Michael, artist - Emily Kinney. Date of issue: 01.10.2015
Song language: English
Michael |
| I never could believe in God |
| But always willing to give it a shot |
| If there is such a thing as magic human souls |
| Well, then mine looks a lot like Michael |
| Yes, my soul looks a lot like Michael |
| Manhattan baby, drop-out, drug abuse |
| Naively feel I’ve walked around in his shoes |
| He looked so thirsty when my heart is full |
| So, I pour every drop out to Michael |
| Yes, I pour out my soul to Michael |
| Oh, San Francisco savior |
| Do you remember me? |
| In a backseat on a golden bridge |
| Kissing |
| Let’s forget about the tears I’ve cried |
| And let’s hold on to that first night |
| Under the table he took my hand |
| We sat across from the Green Day band |
| All of those boys, but I could only see his face |
| Think how me and Michael, we are just the same |
| Yes, me and Michael we are just the same |
| I might’ve had a boy, and he a girlfriend |
| But on nights like those nights, rules always bend |
| I’d give up anything to feel understood |
| I’d give up anything to feel understood |
| I’d give up anything to feel understood |
| I’d give up and run away if Michael would |
| Oh, San Francisco savior |
| Do you remember me? |
| Oh, San Francisco savior |
| Berkeley’s been breathing |
| Oh, San Francisco savior |
| Please remember me |
| In a backseat on a golden bridge |
| Kissing |
| Let’s forget about the tears I’ve cried |
| And let’s hold on to that first night |