On a cold and torrid night
A boy awoke, child-like
He wandered tip-toe down the flight
And peered into a room

In his view was a man who ached
Tortured thoughts inside him raged
A tear fell down from his face
The man who was there was you


I don’t know what a man can do
But I know what a man can dream


As I stood there you never knew
But I prayed that God would comfort you
And take the burden far, and to
Place it inside of me

Just to see your smiling face
And to see the man this night replaced
I long to fill a child’s embrace
There’s no one as loved as you


I don’t know what a man can do
But I know what a man can dream


With the power and the strength in me
I’ve grown to be the man you see
And often wonder where I’d be
If it hadn’t have been for you

In this world I live on my own
But I dream that one day I will know
The boy who wanders down alone
And peers into the room


I don’t know what a man can do
But I know what a man can dream