I sit in the steal bed talking to a man
Asking how I was doing as he slaps my hand
Then he turns and ask if I would like a drink
As he draws the water from the steel sink
The gray covered floor is always so cold
While I sit and think how I have turned so old
It’s hard to sleep with the noise all around
Then I think how it will feel to be able to sit on some grassy ground
Or just to be able to sit and look at the stars
While hearing the sounds from all of the smokey cars
Then he spoke in a soft and tender voice
Remember that day as a boy you made that choice
The door never opened as he started to disappear
But I heard him say someday we will give out a shouting cheer
So as I sit and think how this visit was so much fun
To realize that I was just visited by GOD’s Son