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by Chris Daughtry
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I 'm staring out into the night,
Trying to hide the pain.
I 'm to the place where love
And feeling 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 where I belong,
And where your love has been 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 and these faces are getting old,
So I 'm going home.
I 'm going home.
The 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 remains true.
And I don't know why.
You seem to give me another try.
So I 'm going home,
to the place where 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 regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and faces are getting old,
Be what 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 wish for,
'Cause you might get it all.
You just get it all, yeah.
Oh, well I 'm home,
Back 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 I chose for me.
But these and faces are getting old.
I said places and faces are getting old,
So I 'm going home.
I 'm going home.
Trying to hide the pain.
I 'm to the place where love
And feeling 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 where I belong,
And where your love has been 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 and these faces are getting old,
So I 'm going home.
I 'm going home.
The 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 remains true.
And I don't know why.
You seem to give me another try.
So I 'm going home,
to the place where 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 regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and faces are getting old,
Be what 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 wish for,
'Cause you might get it all.
You just get it all, yeah.
Oh, well I 'm home,
Back 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 I chose for me.
But these and faces are getting old.
I said places and faces are getting old,
So I 'm going home.
I 'm going home.
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