Lyrics

I sit down to talk with you and we both pick up the phone,

It feels like we are miles apart and you look so all alone.

My heart is filled to breaking as you tell me what you’ve done.

How I wish that I could take it back my son,

As I try to reach you now through this heartless pane of glass,

Reaching out to touch you now through this heartless pane of glass.


It seems like such cruel irony, you turned out so much like me.

The judge had enough of your nonsense, still I try to maintain your innocence,

Sometimes we must lose what we hold most dear, to overcome our deepest fears.


Sometimes I wonder how and when the wheels came off the tracks,

Something I did or did not do as your life slipped through the cracks.

Only God can help you now so tell him all you’ve done.

He knows how it feels to lose a precious son.

As He tries to reach you now through this heartless pane of glass,

Reaching out to touch you now through this heartless pane of glass,

How I long to touch you now….