Pick a card, any card Don't show it to me Abracadabra I've got nothing up my sleeve And I may get it wrong or get it right But either way I'm standing in the light Where nothing is hid I'm the magic kid
That's my kids with the cards He's nine years old With a head full of wonder And a heart of gold And there's not a trick that he can't figure out And he's never stopped the show for fear of doubt Like the rest of us did He's the magic kid
And who we are is who we are Why is that so hard to be When I watch him shine his star It's so magical to me
And who we are is who we are Why is that so hard to be When I watch you shine your star It's so magical to me
This world can be so full of darkness In blown out flames Dreams for pecking orders In school yard games But you shine your light for everyone to see The only one I've known who's truly free Yeah, he's a star but you will always be You're the magic kid
Pick a card, any card Don't show it to me
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