The First Knight [END]

8. Winter in Florida

Winter in Florida

You walked by the cold lakeside in your coat and gloves
Your gaze was empty but you don't even think badly of anyone
Boots forbid you to go any further
Because it knows how that terrible tragedy will start

Oh Mike, you are so kind and loved by everyone
By your mom, dad, brother, and everyone you know
You grew up in a safe shade with your parents
Until your pain comes when your dad leaves you forever
Your mother used to teach you how to read, invites you to play together, until you find your own way of life
That's how proud she was of you who has become the best at school
But now you have found a new direction, to be a good dad like in a fairy tale

Oh Mike, you are so polite and love everything
To your wife, your beloved daughter, your old best friend, and everyone you know
But the bad thing is this world isn't that kind to you
They destroy your dreams when you wish you could live a thousand years
Your mother brushed off all the mockery with an iron fist and a heart of steel
I'll bet you'll see how much she loves you
Your daughter is still too naive and she just stands in silence
But the bad thing is this world covers it up until 18 years they passed

Your wife took everything you had and returned to your old best friend
That new mister sat on your recliner and acted like a sovereign
Your daughter is still too young and she just silent in the dark
But the bad thing is this world covers it until they revealed their own sins
Your mother stood like a hero and cried hugging the judge
Because she believes in karma and God's miracles
She has won you over and brought you back to your rightful home
And the people that you love can't say anything now

Oh Mike, you're a man who loved and loves everyone
You walked by the cold lakeside in your coat and gloves
Your gaze was empty but you don't even think badly of anyone
God doesn't want to let that sadness take place in front of you
Because you have an angel's heart and are too innocent to live to be a kind person in this cruel world
Your boots forbid you to go any further
Because it knows, of course it knows,
You didn't suppose that this was the end part of winter in Florida