Mike

I tiptoe through my life ‘cos I know I can’t give into feelings

The man is so unwell, he has thoughts he can’t deal with.

So I keep a stoic smile, I pretend,

I’ll go the extra mile

Of keeping thing inside

I’ll hide

I’ll hide

I’ll hide

Don’t let the floodgates go

As they’ll

Flow and

Flow and

Flow

I’m stronger than I thought

Even though I could down

On knees and shout, and cry and wish he was so much better

But he isn’t that. Well we’ll cope, and dream and dream forever.