Little boy, 6 years A little too used to bein' alone Another new mom and dad,another school Another house that'll never be home When people ask how he likes this place He looks up and says with a smile upon his face
\"This is my temporary home It's not 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.\"
Young mom on her She needs a little help got nowhere to go She's lookin' for job, lookin' for a way out Because a half-way house will never be a home At night she whispers to her baby girl Someday we'll find 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 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 don't cry for me I'll see you all someday He looks up and \"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 I'm not afraid because I know this was My temporary home.\"