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[Verse 1]
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
Well, Papa, don't you preach
I tried to teach him every day that nothing good is free, but oh, it should be

[Pre-Chorus]
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 bеfore I go
Well, I just wanted you to know

[Chorus]
That I bеlieve 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' because I haven't been

[Verse 2]
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, I didn't last 'til twenty-eight
Became a single mom, just crushed under the weight
Of a child growing faster than I think that I can take
I love him anyway
And I remind myself a time will come when he sees me turn grey
And realizes too late, like I did with my mother
So now I tell her to her face

[Pre-Chorus]
With all 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
Well, I just wanted you to know

[Chorus]
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' because I haven't been

[Outro]
I haven't been, da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-la-la
Da-da-da-da-la-la
Da-da-da-da-la-la
I love him so

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