When I go to see my sonI get there early Friday nightIt's after the winter sun goes downHis mother turns on the front porch lightShe always meets me at the doorShe knows she's still the only oneBut she's a million miles away nowWhen I go to see my sonWhen I go to see my sonI look for hope where there is noneI see the past, I see the futureWhen I go to see my sonWhen I go to see my sonWe might take in a hockey gameWe tell ourselves we're having funBut in the endIt's not the sameI hear him cry out in the nightI wonder what I might have doneAnd I don't get to sleep for hoursWhen I go to see my sonWhen I go to see my sonI look for hope where there is noneI see the past, I see the futureWhen I go to see my sonI see how he's doingAs his mother's eyesI hear her voice whenever relaxedHe has her perfect noseThe nose is plain to seeI see he has her perfect chinHe has his mother's will to winI see my son will never be the least like meWhen I bring my son back homeWe never talk much in the carAnd by the time I get homeBy the time I think of somethingWe turn the corner, there we areHis mother meets us at the doorShe knows she's still the only oneBut I can see she's gone foreverWhen I go to see my sonWhen I go to see my sonI look for hope where there is noneI see the past, I see the futureWhen I go to see my sonWhen I go to see my sonI look for hope where there is noneI see the past, I see the futureWhen I go to see my sonI see the past, I see the futureWhen I go to see my son