Father of the Nation Returns

Ooh, ooh, ooh. Please come home. I said please

come. Come home safe. They called him Father of the Nation,

drew the map inside his mind. A visionary dreamer with his boots in real-life grind.

He spoke of roads and classrooms, of justice standing tall. A leader shaped

by struggle, hearing every citizen's call. From the dust of doubt and

headlines loud, his name still lights the way. Between the law and destiny,

the people kneel and pray . Oh, father of the

nation, the people still believe. Through broken nights and trial days,