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Temporary Home Ft. Shan Malaika - J Rice
Little boy six 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
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
She's looking for a job
Looking for a way out
'Cause a halfway 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 passing 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 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