You're everything I wish I could be.

I could fly higher than an eagle,

For you are the wind beneath my wings

Did I ever tell you you're my hero?

You're everything, everything I wish I could be.

Oh, and I, I could fly higher than an eagle,

For you are the wind beneath my wings,

'Cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

Oh, the wind beneath my wings.

You, you, you, you are the wind beneath my wings.

Fly, fly, fly away

Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.

Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.

So high I almost touch the sky.

Thank you, thank you,

Thank God for you, the wind beneath my wings.

Michael is the oldest and grew up while we were still living in San Antonio, Texas, in the west side. Carlos grew up in Hewitt, Texas. They both played soccer all thier lives. I got to play outdoor soccer on the same team with Michael, in the Waco Mens league. This was when Michael (Maiko) was 15 years old. When Carlos was 15, I knew I was too old to play outdoor soccer, but I got to play on the same team with him at the indoor soccer games. Staying in good physical shape was worth it because it allowed me to share those moments with both my sons