My son is almost three
He used to look just like his dad
But right now he looks just like me
And as far as I can see, the fruit I bear is sweet
But the apple's rolling real far from the tree
And falling down the hill so full of love and so carefree
I wonder if the world will treat him
any better than it treated me
But papa, don't you preach
I tried to teach him every day that nothing good is free
but always should be

And with my roots above and all my branches down below
Please tell my boy I love him so
Please tell the world I have to grow beforе I go
I just wanted you to know

That I believе in magic, and I believe in sin
I still believe in Heaven, if they'll never let me in
I started to believe in love the day I met my little twin
I think I might start tryin', 'cause I haven't been

My Momma's getting old
Well, it's contagious, and you'll catch it like a cold
She won't admit it, but it's something that I know
'Cause every year that passes for me
passes her a hundredfold
Back in the day, my dad
and I would share a laugh at all of her mistakes
But that alliance didn't save me from her fate
No, it didn't, I'm still twenty-eight
Became a single mom, just crushed under a rake
Of a child growing faster than I think I can take
I love him anyway
And I remind myself a time will come
when he sees me turn grey
And realize it's too late, like I did with my mother
So now I tell her to her face
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With my roots above and all my branches down below
Please tell my mom I love her so
Please tell the world I have to grow before I go
I just wanted you to know

That I believe in magic, and I still believe in sin
I still believe in Heaven, if they'll never let me in
I started to believe in love the day I met my little twin
And I might start tryin', 'cause I haven't been

I haven't been, da-da-da-da
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