All the pressure of a name A little baby with a path already made The most famous child of all With a future thats so hypothetical Even if you can't make the sun shine Even if you can't turn water to wine Or cure leprosy Or walk over the sea, Even if he can't grow his hair long Even if I catch him smoking away Even if he's exile He'll still be my child, Just a boy Surely I haven't of sinned With a husband and a baby not from him Even if you can't make the stars shine Even if you can't give sight to the blind Or his fide by his wife Or nailed to a cross Even if he's not the chosen one Even you can't love the force from obi one Or take on that clone He'll give it his all Just a boy A jedi boy Just a boy Just a boy