Michael Jackson - To Make My Father Proud Lyrics
To make my father proudTo make my mother smileI need no conquered worlds, a flameNot set, the paceful styleIf I can follow throughOh, love think wavely me as my tearsIll find the way to sell my clothesAvoiding ships a fussIf I dont come up, number oneIll stand not well apartAs one for numbered numbersWhen knowing in my heartI dare not to be doneTo always do my bestBy listening to me, myselfSo he can do or else(of without compromise,Shall follow the feel of constant care)In my eleven hourIll be a man the wayTo face whatever force my wayPrepared that are a shameTo just recall the part of guideFor which I have been namedA man and a womans youngest sonWho are growing still a childAnd that will make my father proudAnd make my mother smile...(proud)