The doctors weren’t quite sure to make of what was going on
fever had a hold of him, in no time he’d be gone
with cords, tubes and medicine, he drifted off to sleep
The city lights burned pictures of a vigil we would keep
It’s stange, how things feel different, when you’re outside looking in
to try to find the meaning of it all, where do you begin?
As monitors and numbers blink their code in perfect rhyme
I hold his hand and stroke his hair… and ask his lord… for more time.
Chorus
God, can I apologize, I’ve used your name in vain
I didn’t pay attention to the things that kept me sane
I wouldn’t Talk to you because my problems were all mine
But I have to ask a favor….. just this one time
Bridge
And if a part of me could save my boy, lord he can have it all
Though he took my heart twelve years ago, the day that he was born
It’s broken now in pieces, I’m scared and don’t know what to do
Because no man can call himself complete, without a son… to pass his to.
You owe me a grandchild someday, I whispered in his ear
Then his swollen eyes started twitching, as he turned his head to hear
He smiled as he looked up to see me, sitting by his bed
My tears of joy fell silently…I listened…this is what he said
Daddy did you miss me ?…….. how long was I gone?
I thought that you had left me, but I knew that I was wrong
I dreamt that I was dying….. then somebody took my hand
He said he owed someone a favor… who had just become a man.
Chorus
God, can I apologize, I’ve used your name in vain
I didn’t pay attention, to the things that kept me sane
I wouldn’t talk to you because my problems were all mine
But I have to ask a favor….. just this one time
Just one favor…..just this one time
Just one favor…..just this one time
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