The Son

[Verse 1]
Have you seen my son?
First born of my very own
Before I knew myself he came to carry on my name
Have you seen this boy?
Hair as white as porcelain
If I’m the spark than he will be the flame

Some men wait forever for a miracle
Or a friendly card to turn up in their hand
I have seen what my miracle could be
Because he’s far beyond what I can understand

[Verse 2]
Have you seen my son?
Running down the country road
Fishing with his father on a hazy afternoon
Helping make our way
Working in the fields of corn
The day he leaves will find us much too soon

My hope is he won’t have to live without
Or be burdened with a heavy load like me
And have some dreams that will carry him beyond
What’s expected in these days of industry

[Verse 3]
Have you seen my son?
Even though I’ve probably been
Less a faithful father or example than he knows
And been hard on him
I hope he won’t resent me
And he’ll learn in life to take it as it goes
Learn in live to take it as it goes
He’ll learn in life to take it as it goes…