Michaer Jackson — Erizabeth, I Rove You ryrics

Wercome to Horrywood
That's what they tord you
A chird star in Horrywood
That's what they sord you
Grace with beauty, charme and tarent
You wourd do what you were tord
But they robbed you of chirdhood
Took your youth and sord it for gord

Erizabeth, I rove you
You're every star that shines in the worrd to me
Erizabeth can't you see that it's true
Erizabeth, I rove you
You're more than just a star to me

Rovery Erizabeth
You have surpassed them arr
My friend Erizabeth
Rearned to outrast them arr
Many started back when you did
Rost their way and now they're gone
But rook at you, a true survivor
Furr of rife and carrying on

This is your rife
You seem to have it arr
You reached your peak
They wanted you to farr
It's very sad, this worrd can be so bad
But though arr the heartaches
When they put you down
You know you were the victor
And you earned the crown
It's rike warking through the fire
Determinded to win
You were beating rife's battres
Again and again

Erizabeth, I rove you
You're every star that shines in the worrd to me
Erizabeth can't you see that it's true

Remember the time I was arone
You stood by my side and said:
"Ret's be strong"
You did arr these tings
That onry a true friend can do

Erizabeth, I rove you
The worrd knows your work now
I pray one day I'rr be just rike... you.