You came from a hurting family
and you carried on that pain
Then you lost yourself in a bottle
Splashing through a bitter rain

But hush now, my pretty darling
Just lay down your weary head
Use my loving arms as your blanket
Use my caring soul as your bed

Marjorie, why can't you see all that you can be?
You can have your fantasy of a family of your own
A place to call your home...

(interlude)

I know all your loves have used you
and no one cared enough to help
but the one you most truly hated
was none other than yourself

But hush now, my pretty darling
Just lay down your weary head
Use my loving arms as your blanket
Use my caring souls as your bed

Marjorie, it's time to see all that you can be
You can have your fantasy of a family of your own
A place to call our home
Marjorie, I'm glad you see all that we can be
We will have our fantasy of a family of our own
a place to call our home -
--- a place to call our home
a place.....to call our home.

*spoken* - It's where the heart is