Eye to Eye by Mike Barry

I see a man of 54.  I see his son beside the door.
I see a lot of things that went before.
I'm seeing every shade of you.  I'm reading passages of you.
I've got an awful lot to learn from you.

Ohh the door's wide open, I'm on my own.
Who's to say what's this, where is home?

We can fight as the time passes by
We can talk but we can't see eye to eye.

I'd give you all that I can see. 'Cause you showed me what a man should be.
And you've got an awful lot to do with me.

Sometimes your absence fills the room.
Sometimes children grow up too soon.

I had a dream and you were in it.
And I recall each endless minute until I see you again.

And I believe that it might be different.
I believe that we might see eye to eye.