I'm down on my knees again tonight
I'm hoping this prayer will turn out right
See there is a boy that needs your help
I've done all that I can do myself
His mother is tired, I'm sure you can understand
Each night as he sleeps, she goes in to hold his hand and she tries
not to cry, as the tears fill of her eyes
Can you see him? Can you make him feel all right?
Sometimes late at night I watch him sleep
I dream of the boy he'd like to be
I try to be strong and see him through
but God, who he needs right now is you
what would I be, living without him here?