Little boy, 6 years old
A little too used to being alone
Another new mom and dad,another
school
Another house that will never be home
When people ask him how
he likes this place
He looks up and says
with a smile upon his face

This is my temporary home
Its not where I belong
Windows and rooms that
Im passing through
This is just a stop,
on the way to where Im going
Im not afraid because
I know this is my
Temporary Home.

Young mom on her own
She needs a little help
got nowhere to go
Shes looking for a job,
looking for a way out
Because a half-way house
will never be a home
At night she whispers
to her baby girl
Someday well find a place
here in this world

This is our temporary home
Its not where we belong
Windows and rooms that
were passing through
This is just a stop,
on the way to where were going
Im not afraid because
I know this is our
Temporary Home.

Old man, hospital bed
The room is filled with
people he loves
And he whispers dont cry for me
Ill see you all someday
He looks up and says
I can see Gods face

This is my temporary Home
Its not where I belong
Windows and rooms that
Im passing through
This was just a stop,on
the way To where Im going
Im not afraid because
I know this was
My temporary home.

This is our temporary home






Hope... ....
even if we are not at where we want to be right now...

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