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by Chris Daughtry
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I 'm staring out into the night,
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,
Back to the place where 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 I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,
So I 'm going home.
I 'm going home.
The miles are getting longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I've not always the best man or for you.
But your love remains true.
And I don't why.
You always seem to give me another try.
So I 'm going home,
to the place where I belong,
And where your has always been enough for me.
I 'm not running from.
No, I you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I for me.
But places and faces are getting old,
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then you don't want.
Be careful 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 place where I belong,
And where 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.
I said these and these faces are getting old,
So I 'm home.
I 'm going home.
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,
Back to the place where 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 I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,
So I 'm going home.
I 'm going home.
The miles are getting longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I've not always the best man or for you.
But your love remains true.
And I don't why.
You always seem to give me another try.
So I 'm going home,
to the place where I belong,
And where your has always been enough for me.
I 'm not running from.
No, I you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I for me.
But places and faces are getting old,
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then you don't want.
Be careful 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 place where I belong,
And where 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.
I said these and these faces are getting old,
So I 'm home.
I 'm going home.
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