Soon, my son, you'll leave our home to
Enter the world and be on your own.
Nothing I can say, I fear,
To help you on the way, my dear
I will hold still and let you go
My heart is going to break, you know.
Every so often return because
No one else is going to love you
The way your mother does.
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