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by Chris Daughtry
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I 'm staring out the night,
Trying to hide the pain.
I 'm to the place love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.
Well I 'm going home,
Back to the place I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I 'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't life I chose for me.
But and these faces are getting old,
So I 'm going home.
Well I 'm going home.
The miles are getting longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I've not always been the best man or for you.
But your love true.
And I don't know why.
You seem to give me try.
So I 'm going home,
to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always enough for me.
I 'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and faces are getting old,
Be you wish for,
'Cause you might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then you don't want.
Be careful what you for,
'Cause you might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.
Oh, well I 'm home,
Back to the I belong,
And where your love has been enough for me.
I 'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't I for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.
I said these places and these are getting old,
So I 'm going home.
I 'm going home.
Trying to hide the pain.
I 'm to the place love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.
Well I 'm going home,
Back to the place I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I 'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't life I chose for me.
But and these faces are getting old,
So I 'm going home.
Well I 'm going home.
The miles are getting longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I've not always been the best man or for you.
But your love true.
And I don't know why.
You seem to give me try.
So I 'm going home,
to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always enough for me.
I 'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and faces are getting old,
Be you wish for,
'Cause you might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then you don't want.
Be careful what you for,
'Cause you might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.
Oh, well I 'm home,
Back to the I belong,
And where your love has been enough for me.
I 'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't I for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.
I said these places and these are getting old,
So I 'm going home.
I 'm going home.
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