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 all bond and all my branches down below
Please tell my boy I love him 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 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 faith
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 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 it to his face
And with my roots all bond 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 sure 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
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
