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