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by Chris Daughtry
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I 'm staring out into the night,
to hide the pain.
I 'm to the place where love
And feeling good don't ever a thing.
And the you feel's a different kind of pain.
I 'm going home,
to the place I belong,
And your has always been 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 and these faces are getting old,
So I 'm going home.
I 'm going home.
The miles are getting longer, it seems,
The I get to you.
I've not always been the man or friend for you.
But love true.
And I don't why.
You always seem to give me another try.
So I 'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your has always been 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 places and faces are getting old,
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then you don't want.
Be what you for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just get it all, yeah.
Oh, well I 'm going home,
to the place I belong,
And where your love 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 faces are getting old.
I said these places and faces are getting old,
So I 'm home.
I 'm going home.
to hide the pain.
I 'm to the place where love
And feeling good don't ever a thing.
And the you feel's a different kind of pain.
I 'm going home,
to the place I belong,
And your has always been 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 and these faces are getting old,
So I 'm going home.
I 'm going home.
The miles are getting longer, it seems,
The I get to you.
I've not always been the man or friend for you.
But love true.
And I don't why.
You always seem to give me another try.
So I 'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your has always been 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 places and faces are getting old,
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then you don't want.
Be what you for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just get it all, yeah.
Oh, well I 'm going home,
to the place I belong,
And where your love 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 faces are getting old.
I said these places and faces are getting old,
So I 'm home.
I 'm going home.
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