Little boy, 6 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 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 to where I'm going I'm not afraid because I know this is Temporary Home.\"
Young mom on her own She needs a little help got nowhere to go She's lookin' for a job, lookin' for a way Because a half-way house will never be a home At night she whispers to her baby girl Someday we'll a 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 I know This is our temporary Home.
Old man, hospital bed The room 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 that I'm passin' through This was just a stop,on the way To where I'm going not afraid because I know this was My temporary home.\"