The Magic Kid

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