Little boy

six years old

a little too used

to bein' 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 passin' 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"

Hmmmm mmmmm

Young mom on her own

and she needs

a little help

got nowhere to go

She's lookin' for a job

lookin' for a way out

'cause a half-way house

will never be a home

At night she whispers

to her baby girl

someday we'll find our

place here in this world

"This is our

temporary home

it's not where we belong

windows and rooms that

we're passin' through

This is just a stop

on the way to

where we're going

I'm 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

don't cry for me

I'll see you all

some day...

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 passin' through

This was just a stop

on the way to

where I'm going

I'm not afraid because

I know

This is my

temporary home"

hmmmmm

This is our

temporary home