Chorus / Description :
nd he is watching and he is hoping
Though his eyes are weary, his arms are still open
And his prayer so softly spoken
Please come home
Henry loves the ballpark
But lately he ain't coming round
Things have been so different
Since his youngest boy left town
Fighting seem so harmless
Families sometimes disagree
It's hard to know the reason
Why he finally chose to leave
But he's gone away, his father waits
And he is watching and he is hoping
Though his eyes are weary, his arms are still open
And his prayer so softly spoken
Please come home
Now Henry sits and wonders
In that front porch rocking chair
Does his boy remember
All the love the family shared
And is he cold out there alone?
And he is watching and he is hoping
Though his eyes are weary, his arms are still open
And his prayer so softly spoken
Please come home
To your seat at the table
To your father who weeps
Every night in sleepless dreams
He longs to see his face in younger skin
Running down the driveway again
And he is watching and he is hoping
Though his eyes are weary, his arms are still open
And his prayer so softly spoken
Please come home
And the son said unto him, Father, I have sinned against heaven, and in thy sight: I am no more worthy to be called thy son.
But the father said to his servants, Bring forth quickly the best robe, and put it on him; and put a ring on his hand, and shoes on his feet:
and bring the fatted calf, `and' kill it, and let us eat, and make merry:
for this my son was dead, and is alive again; he was lost, and is found. And they began to be merry.