الكلمات الأصلية
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Stay young
Stay small, my boy
Fit inside these arms forever 'cause the world's not all it's cracked up to
Be
(Be)
I sigh
I cry, my boy
Soon you'll see the world is not this room
And I can't keep you from the pain that you'll have to
See
(See)
Lord, it's tough to hold my son and be here in the moment
I need to keep him safe tell me which direction this world is goin'
I feel ashamed for my lack of faith when you walked the ocean
Eve bit the apple my faith is weak and my trust is broken
There's things that I can't keep him from
Like the loneliness you feel in the realizations of growing up
Like a best friend at his mother's bedside while she passes from the leukemia
Like a coach about to die asking you why he's got to leave his son
I hate the weakness of owning up to the sins of past
I hate the weakness of givin' up what I used to have
I hate the weakness of showin' my son what makes me sad
He said a present father is worth way more than a perfect dad
Stay young
Stay small, my boy
Fit inside these arms forever 'cause the world's not all it's cracked up to
Be
(Be)
I sigh
I cry, my boy
Soon you'll see the world is not this room
And I can't keep you from the pain that you'll have to
See
(See)
Stay young
