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Little boy, 6 years old 
G                        Am
A little too used to bein' alone. 
C                       G
Another new mom and dad,another school, 
      Am
Another house that'll never be home.
Am                  G                 D
When people ask him how he likes this place... 
         Am                G                D
He looks up and says, with a smile upon his face, 

                        C
This is my temporary home 
                    G
It's not where I belong. 
             Am         G          F
Windows and rooms that I'm passin' through. 
                C                              G
This is just a stop, on the way to where I'm going. 
          Am    G      F                G
I'm not afraid because I know this is my 
C
Temporary Home. 

C
Young mom on her own.
    G                        Am
She needs a little help, got nowhere to go. 
       C                            G
She's lookin' for a job, lookin' for a way out, 
          Am
Because a half-way house will never be a home. 
   Am                 G            D
At night she whispers to her baby girl, 
   Am                  G                        Am
"Someday we'll find our place here in this world." 

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                        C
This is our temporary home. 
                    G
It's not where we belong. 
              Am        G              F
Windows and rooms that we're passin' through. 
                C                               G
This is just a stop, on the way to where we're going. 
        Am       G       F             G
I'm not afraid because I know this is our 
         C
Temporary Home.


C
Old man, hospital bed, 
   G                     F
The room is filled with people he loves. 
                      Am
And he whispers don't cry for me, 
      G           F
I'll see you all someday. 
         Am           G                 F
He looks up and says, "I can see God's face." 

   
                     C
This is my temporary Home 
                  G
It's not where I belong. 
             Am        G              F
Windows and rooms that I'm passin' through.
                C                           G
This was just a stop,on the way to where I'm going. 
         Am     G          F           
I'm not afraid because I know... this was 
G       C
My temporary home.