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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 going to the place where love
And good 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 where your has enough for me.
I 'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this I for me.
But these places and these are old,
So I 'm going home.
Well 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 friend for you.
But your love true.
And I don't know 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 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 and are 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 wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just get it all, yeah.
Oh, I 'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where love has always been for me.
I 'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't this I chose for me.
But these and these faces are getting old.
I said places and these faces are old,
So I 'm going home.
I 'm home.
Trying to hide the pain.
I 'm going to the place where love
And good 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 where your has enough for me.
I 'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this I for me.
But these places and these are old,
So I 'm going home.
Well 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 friend for you.
But your love true.
And I don't know 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 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 and are 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 wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just get it all, yeah.
Oh, I 'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where love has always been for me.
I 'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't this I chose for me.
But these and these faces are getting old.
I said places and these faces are old,
So I 'm going home.
I 'm home.
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