IT'S HER HOME

She was desperately trying to find her feet
Isn't easy when your home is a car seat 
While we take for granted a cosy bed 
She uses the car to rest her tiring head 

How did she wonders end up this way 
So many things I'm afraid came into play
Hope is what she lives for day after day 
A bed for the night and a place to stay 

Until then loose change it's fuel for her car
Parked up tonight under a bright star 
Hoping each day is better than the last 
That sleeping in a car will be part of her past