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