He sits by the window holding his sister's hand

Watching so many walk by

They talk about the long nights being frightened and cold

Always living out of bags that are never fully unpacked

Unloved. Lost. Hoping to stay together one last time

Ready to be carried back onto the same lonely streets again

He bows his head

Lord Jesus hear our cry

We don't want to be someone's baggage anymore

Hear our prayer

Open the door we long for

Send us a family to adore

We don't want to be someone's baggage anymore

He kneels down and whispers to soften her cry"Someone will want us""Someone will love us""God is sending them to us"

It's all in His time

A mom

A dad

A place to call our own

We will unpack our toys in a box made for us

A swing in the back yard

Space to run and play

Then, they will tuck us in at night with warm, loving hands

Lead us in thanking God for answered prayers

Lord Jesus hear our cry

We don't want to be someone's baggage anymore

Hear our prayer

Open the door we long for

Send us a family to adore

We don't want to be someone's baggage anymore

As we grabbed each other's hand and lifted our heads, a lady knelt down"Come with me" she said in a soft voice"I have a family I want you two to meet. I know in my heart it is the right one. It's a promise I know I will want to keep"

Lord, we're not someone's baggage anymore

You heard our knock and opened the door to a love we have been waiting for

We unpack our toys in a box they made for us

They have a swing in the back yard

Tons of space to run and play

They tuck us in at night with warm, loving hands

And lead us in thanking you, Lord Jesus, for answering our prayers

We're not someone's baggage anymore.