quinta-feira, 3 de dezembro de 2009

Temporary Home.


It's been a while since I last came here, I've been working on some things to return... And as I'm here laying in bed, ready to sleep, I started to listen to Carrie Underwood's "Play On" and I found this song.
This is not something I want to turn into a habit, post songs and other people's texts, but I decided that this one deserves a spot.
Anyway, here it is:


Carrie Underwood
Temporary Home

Songwriters: Laird, Luke Robert/ Maloy, Zac/ Underwood, Carrie

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

A young mom on her own
She needs a little help, got no where to go
She’s looking for a job, looking 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 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


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