By Kenny Star Spoken: Verse 1 He's just the blind man in the bleachers to the local hometown fans And he sits beneath the speakers way back in the stands And he listens to the play by play, he's just waiting for one name He wants to hear his son get in the game But the boy's just not a hero, he's strictly second team Though he runs each night for touchdowns in his fathers sweetest dreams He's gonna be a star someday though you might never tell But the blind man in the bleachers knows he will Verse 2 And the last game of the season is a Friday night at home And no one knows the reason but the blind man didn't come And his boy looks kinda nervous,sometimes turns around and stares Just as though he sees the old man sitting there Music like Verse 1 Well, the local boys are tryin' but they slowly lose their will Another players down and now he's carried from the field At halftime in the locker room the kid goes off alone And no one sees him talkin' on the phone Music like Verse 2 And the games already started when he gets back to the team And half the crowd can hear his coach yell, "Where the hell you been?" "Just getting' ready for the second half", is all he'll say "Cause no you're gonna let me in to play" Music like Verse 2 And without another word he turns and runs into the game And though the silence on the field, loudspeakers call his name It'll make the local papers how the team came from behind When they saw him playing out his heart to win Music like Verse 1 And when the game was over the coach asked him to tell What was it he was thinkin' of that made him play so well "Well, you knew my Dad was blind", he said, "Tonight he passed away" "It's the first time that my father's seen me play"