"You are too young, son And I know you won't understand That we'll never get to romp in the park Or hold each other's hand. But, you see, son I am too young too And never in my wildest dreams Did I ever dream I'd have you. You weren't a mistake, no But this is hard to do To turn around and walk away And forget about you. These people are going to take care of you, son To be your parents and your friend To be more loving and careful Then I could've ever been. Maybe, someday you'll grow old And decide to look for me And then, perhaps, just maybe You will start to see. That they are better suited And that this is right Here your parents come, now I Love You, Son, GOODBYE."Birth sign: Sagittarius
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