I am waiting my son (Slowed)

The chair by the door is still empty tonight. Your jacket still hangs, Faded by time. I'm listening for footsteps That'll never arrive. Years pass like seasons. I'm just staying alive. Your room smells the same, Like yesterday's rain. I whisper your name. The heavens cry again. Every candle I light Burns weaker than before. My hands shake with age As I kneel on the floor. Oh, I'm waiting, my son, Though my hair's turning gray. The clock keeps stealing my Strength Every day. God comforts my heart. What my eyes cannot see Is someday you'll come back And run back to me. I taught you to pray, To stand when you fall. Now I talk to your shadow On this cracked hallway wall. The world took your hand, pulled you far from My sight. Did it give you peace Or just louder nights? My voice grows weaker. My breath feels thin. But I save my last strength For when you walk in. If my heart stops beating Before that day comes, Lord, tell him I waited. I never moved on. I'm waiting, my son, Though I'm fading away. Still trusting God's promise Will bring you my way. If Heaven is listening, Let this be true. Before I go home, Let me see you, Just you. The door's still unlocked. I'll wait 'til my last breath.