Michael, I've been talking to you
Even though you can't hear my voice
There are things I've wanted to say for so long
But the road has its way

Michael, I must thank you
In the way you held me high
I could see over the crowd
You told me "Son, when you grow older
Everything I am is everyhing you are"

Michael, I've been talking to you
Even though you can't hear my voice
I've been thinking God when I laugh
It's as though you are laughin' as well
With me in the colosseum
And I know the ink in our chest
Is the same as the colour of our eyes

Michael, I must thank you
In the way you're always there
Even when our backs are turned
You told me "Son, when you grow older
Everything I am is everything you are"
And you held me high
I could see over the crowd
You told me "Son, when you grow older
Everything I am is everything you are"

"And everything you are is everything to me"