Little boy, six years old
A little too used to being alone
Another new mom and dad, another school
Another house, that’ll 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, it’s not where I belong
Windows and rooms that I’m passing through
This is just a stop on the way to where I’m going
I’m not afraid because I know this is my temporary home
Young mom on her own
She needs a little help, got nowhere to go
Old man, hospital bed
The room is filled with people he loves
And he whispers
“Don’t cry for me, I’ll see you all someday”
He looks up and says “I can see God’s face”
This is my temporary home, it’s not where I belong
Windows and rooms that I’m passing through
This was just a stop on the way to where I’m going
I’m not afraid because I know this was my temporary home
This is our temporary home
A little too used to being alone
Another new mom and dad, another school
Another house, that’ll 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, it’s not where I belong
Windows and rooms that I’m passing through
This is just a stop on the way to where I’m going
I’m not afraid because I know this is my temporary home
Young mom on her own
She needs a little help, got nowhere to go
Old man, hospital bed
The room is filled with people he loves
And he whispers
“Don’t cry for me, I’ll see you all someday”
He looks up and says “I can see God’s face”
This is my temporary home, it’s not where I belong
Windows and rooms that I’m passing through
This was just a stop on the way to where I’m going
I’m not afraid because I know this was my temporary home
This is our temporary home
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