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Story behind the song
I noticed that Michael Jackson and Jesus have a lot in common.
Lyrics
I picture you as a five year old
Doing what you were told
But I wonder what they said when you asked them why
And how they felt when you started to cry
And I don’t think you’re ever coming back
The way we treated you
The things we made you do
And I don’t think you’re gonna go away
Cause we still need you here
At least for a few more years
I picture you as a stunned little boy
Trying to hide your toys
And I wonder who was there to dry your tears
And who would listen when you told them your fears
And I don’t think you’re ever coming back
The way we treated you
The things we made you do
And I don’t think you’re gonna go away
Cause we still need you here
At least for a few more years
I picture you as a dark skin man
Singing “I am, that I am”
And I wonder have you lately seen your face
Some white guy here has gone and taken your place
And I don’t think you’re ever coming back
The way we treated you
The things we made you do
And I don’t think you’re gonna go away
Cause we still need you here
At least for a few more years
I realize that you had nowhere to go
I wonder when it was that you began to know
They needed you dead
I read about the things that you have said
I wonder when it was that you lost your head
They needed you dead
I picture you in your final hour
Wishing you had the power
And I wonder what they said when you asked him why
And how they felt when you started to cry
And I don’t think you’re ever coming back
The way we treated you
The things we made you do
And I don’t think you’re gonna go away
Cause we still need you here
At least for a few more years
