Model Homes

Once church emptied out
We lobbied hard
To look at track homes' open houses
With our mom and dad
Fantasize in the air conditioning
Instead of quiet time in my room
Where Sunday afternoon felt like a tomb
Never not dreaming big
Looking at model homes again
Tired of where we live
Hoping that it’s not if but when
Shuffling our shoes on brand new carpet
Freeze tag with static electricity
Wondering how our lives would be
I wanna live with someone else
Give them my whole self
I wanna not be lonely
Never not dreaming big
Looking at model homes again
Tired of where we live
Hoping that it’s not if but when
When will the wait be over
When will the wait be over