Paroles de To Make My Father Proud

To make my father proud To make my mother smile I need not conquered worlds, or fame, Not set, the pace for style If I can follow through on, what they gave me as my tools, I'll find a way to sail my course Avoiding ships of fools If I don't come up, number one I'll stand not well apart As one for numbered numbers When knowing in my heart Ive done all to be done To always do my best By listening to me, myself So he can do the rest (Love without compromise, Shall flower the seed of constant care) In my eleven hour I'll be a man the way To face whatever falls my way Prepared and unashamed To just be called a part of God For which I have been named A man and a woman's youngest son while growing, still a child And that will make my father proud And make my mother smile... (Proud)