Home less Hearts live along the misty edges of our lives:  Shades of soulless shoes.  Portraits framed in loneliness images I can't forget.  They live along the streets, alley ways, underpasses and in the parks,  Portraits framed in loneliness images I can't forget.  Clinging to the will to survive, clinging to the will to thrive ,like you and I, on their way home to heaven to hear the angels sing welcome home homeless hearts, welcome home, welcome home.