Lyrics

I was in limbo for so long Stranded in the middle of right and wrong Thought there was no place left to go Till I finally found a place in town I call my second home Down at the halfway house somewhere between Total rehab and working things out The halfway house where I can come clean Renew my faith and deal with my doubt 'Cause the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak That's why most Sundays you'll find me Laughing and crying and hanging my laundry out Down at the halfway house You've got to look beyond the altar and chairs To really see what's going on there You'll find walking wounded refugees Together in a room hoping there's a love Big enough to meet their needs Down at the halfway house somewhere between Total rehab and working things out The halfway house where I can come clean Renew my faith and deal with my doubt 'Cause the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak That's why most Sundays you'll find me Laughing and crying and hanging my laundry out Down at the halfway house It's kind of like a shelter in the wilderness A little outpost station Where sinners and saints can stop and rest While they're waitin' on their relocation Down at the halfway house somewhere between Total rehab and working things out The halfway house where I can come clean Renew my faith and deal with my doubt 'Cause the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak That's why most Sundays you'll find me Laughing and crying and hanging my laundry out Down at the halfway house Come on to the halfway house Let's go to the halfway house To the halfway house