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Old 01-03-2010, 07:22 PM   #11
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I was driving around doing errands this past Saturday. And the radio announcer came across and played this song, and asked that everyone pay attention to the words. I did. And within moments I related to it, and it made me cry like a baby... I thought I would post here because I know everyone here can relate to the first verse of the song:

Temporary Home
Carrie Underwood

A 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
Its not where i belong
Windows and rooms
That im passing through
This is just a stop
On the way to where im going
Im not afraid because i know
This is my temporary home

Young mom on her own
She needs a little help got nowhere to go
Shes looking for a job
Looking for a way out
Cause the halfway house will never be a home
At night she whispers to her baby girl
Someday we'll find a place here in this world

This is our temporary home
Its 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
Im 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 "dont cry for me
Ill see you all someday"
He looks up and says "i can see god's face."

This is my temporary home
Its not where i belong
Windows and rooms
That im passing through
This was just a stop
On the way to where im going
Im not afraid because i know
This was my temporary home
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