waiting for new heir to the throne
i may still be king
but he rules everything i own
i'm not raising a king, i'm raising our sons.
And if i treat him like a son, he'll turn out to be king,
even if it's only in my eyes.
father's proud, not afraid to let go of pride
the day your born, this king will cry
the heaven's will open up and your ancestors will rejoice
your grandfather's from both side smiling down
upon the miracle the're son and daughter made
closed my chapter's and begain to write your
never will you have to say "father nevermore"
will do what even it takes to protect and provided
even if it means blood and sweat from my pores
for every closed door there another one open to you
and smile at the world and make the wounder what your up to
these are words from my father that i pass to you
if it wasnt for him i never would made to make you
your mother and i where a flame that burn out
but from the ashes of that flame like a Phoenix
you are born now creating a new flame that could never burn out
your mommy and daddy love you no doubt
(to be continued)