He's My Son

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 her eyes. Can You hear me? Am I getting through tonight? Can You see him? Can You make him feel all right? If You can hear me Let me take his place somehow. See, he's not just anyone, he's