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