The Orphanage from Leaving West by Terry Lee Hale

THE ORPHANAGE

THERE'S A LITTLE CANDLE LIGHT
WHERE THE CHILDREN SLEEP AT NIGHT
IN THAT HOME ON TOP OF THE HILL
WHERE THEY DREAM OF HANDS TO HOLD
AND NEVER ALL ALONE
AND MOMMY AND DADDY DON'T FIGHT

IT’S JUST A SIMPLE WOODEN HOUSE
LEFT ALONE AND DONE WITHOUT
BUT WITH ANGELS ABOVE AND BELOW
AND THE CHILDREN RUN AND PLAY
AS THEY PASS THE TIME AWAY
WAITING AND WANTING TO GO

FOR A LITTLE WHILE IT MIGHT BE ALL RIGHT
IT MIGHT BE OK FOR JUST A FEW SHORT DAYS
BUT FOR THE UNLUCKY ONES, NO ONE COMES
AND THEY'RE WAITING THERE STILL
IN THAT HOME ON THE HILL

WELL, I WAS A LUCKY ONE
I SPENT SOME TIME AND THEN IT WAS DONE
AND MY NEW PARENTS ARE HAPPY
WITH ME I SUPPOSE
BUT I’LL NOT FORGET THOSE DAYS
AND THE LITTLE BED IN WHICH I LAY
AND MY FRIENDS I LEFT THERE WAITING AND
WANTING TO GO

FOR A LITTLE WHILE IT MIGHT BE ALL RIGHT
IT MIGHT BE OK FOR JUST A FEW SHORT DAYS
BUT FOR THE UNLUCKY ONES, NO ONE COMES
AND THEY'RE WAITING THERE STILL
IN THAT HOME ON THE HILL

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• Alternative
• acoustic guitarist
• singing
• songster
• Marseille