When I Go To See My Son

When I go to see my son
I get there early Friday night
It’s after the winter sun goes down
His mother turns on the front porch light
She always meets me at the door
She knows she’s still the only one
But she’s a million miles away now
When I go to see my son
When I go to see my son
I look for hope where there is none
I see the past, I see the future
When I go to see my son
When I go to see my son
We might take in a hockey game
We tell ourselves we’re having fun
But in the end, it’s not the same
I hear him cry out in the night
I wonder what I might have done
And I don’t get to sleep for hours
When I go to see my son
When I go to see my son
I look for hope where there is none
I see the past, I see the future
When I go to see my son
I see he has his mother’s eyes
I hear her voice whenever he laughs
He has her perfect nose
The nose is plain to see
I see he has her perfect chin
He has his mother’s will to win
I see my son will never be
The least like me
When I bring my son back home
We never talk much in the car
And by the time I think of something
We turn the corner, there we are
His mother meets us at the door
She knows she’s still the only one
But I can see she’s gone forever
When I go to see my son
When I go to see my son
I look for hope where there is none
I see the past, I see the future
When I go to see my son
When I go to see my son
I look for hope and there is none
I see the past, I see the future
When I go to see my son