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