I’m still waiting at the door where your laughter filled the floor. Though the years have worn me thin, love remains beneath my [Applause] [Music] skin. I’m still waiting at the door where your footsteps touch the floor. Even pain begins to fade, but the love it always stays. Still alone, still afraid. My name is Anesto. I’m 54.

 I used to work as a carpenter. Life was hard, but I didn’t mind. I had a wife and a son, and I lived for them. They were my whole world. I gave everything to my son, skipped meals, worked overtime just so he could finish college. When he graduated, I cried. I thought it was the start of our new life. But things changed.

 My wife grew distant. My son got busy. They stopped calling. One day they both left. No goodbye. I waited. Days turned to years. No one came back. I lost the house. I lost my purpose. I slept on streets forgotten. People looked away. But deep inside I held on to one thing. My voice and the hope they’d hear it. Now I’m here on this stage, not to win, not for fame. Just to sing one song for them.

Maybe they’ll hear me. Maybe they’ll remember. I never stopped loving them. So this this is my song for them. Music applause. Music applause. Music. I built our home with bleeding hands. Laid each brick with love and plans. You were my light, my reason why. Now I just talked to an empty sky.

 I’m still waiting at the door where your laughter lived before. Every night I whisper, “Lord, come back home. Don’t let me go.” But silence is all I know. You wore your cap. I fixed your tie. Watched you chase your dreams and fly. I gave you wings. I stayed behind. But now you’re gone. And so is time. I’m still waiting at the door where your footsteps touch the floor. Even pain begins to fade.

 But the love it always stays. Still alone, still afraid. I don’t need much. Just one more day to hear you call. To hear you say that I remember who you are. But wishes don’t go that far. So I sing here on this stage. Old and tired. Full of not for gold, not for fame. Just to call out your name. Still waiting.

 Still the same heat. Good luck. [Music] I built our home with catless hands. Each nail I drove was part of our plans. You were my light, my reason why. I watch your dreams take flight. Then wondered why. Days turned to years, the silence [Music] grew. I called your name, but never heard you.

 I’m still waiting at the door where your laughter filled the floor. Though the years have worn me thin, love remains beneath my skin. Still alone, still afraid, holding on to yesterday. I don’t need much, just one more day to hear you say, “I’m here to stay.” skipped meals and over time so you could chase that college sign. I watched you walk across that stage.

 Tears of pride yet turn the page. Then the world pulled you away. No goodbye. You couldn’t stay. I’m still waiting at the door where your footsteps met the floor. Even pain begins to fade. But this love will never age. Still alone, still afraid. Dreaming of the role I played. Just one call to light the way to bring you back.

 If just today, Lord, can you hear this weary song? I’m not strong, but I hold on. In the echoes of an empty home, I find hope. I’m not alone. [Music] Oh, I’m still waiting at the door where you left to fill the floor. Time may steal what we had planned. But love remains, I understand. Still alone, still afraid. Bones grow but hearts won’t break.

 Come back home. Don’t drift away. Just one word. I’m here to stay. I’ll be here with open arms through the darkness and the harm. Still waiting at the door for you forever more. Wow.