
作词 : Sargis Poghosyan
作曲 : Sargis Poghosyan
The chair by the door, is still empty tonight,
your jacket still hangs, faded by time.
I listen for footsteps, that never arrive,
years pass like seasons, I am just staying alive.
Your room smells the same, like yesterday’s rain,
I whisper your name, but heaven’s quiet again.
Every candle I light, burns weaker than before,
my hands shake with age, I kneel on the floor.
I am waiting my son,
though my hair’s turning grey,
the clock keeps stealing my strength, every day.
God promised my heart what my eyes cannot see,
that some day 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 land, 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 am 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 till my last breath!