You’re the best gift I’ve received
now our hearts forever grieve
you took a room at the Inn down the road
your next step is to heaven
where God welcomes His breathen
and there are no sad good-byes
as you fly those friendly skies
from the Inn down at the end of the road
I replay your memory
since you meant the world to me
you booked a room at the Inn down the road
and you traveled there alone
though the choice was not your own
we were spared the sad good-byes
though you now fly friendly skies
from that Inn down at the end of the road
The firstborn child that I bore
We can’t cuddle anymore
is there still room at the Inn down the road?
while you’re there, watch over me
let our love forever be
Son, we’ve said no sad good-byes
when it’s time to fly those skies
book me a room at the Inn down the road
. . . book me a room at the Inn . . down the road
Sherlyn Powell opens up about her love and devotion to her family and the overwhelming repercussion when communication breaks down. Heartbroken and distraught she learns to release her prayer and realize with faith God would reunite her family.