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by Chris Daughtry
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I 'm staring out into the night,
Trying to the pain.
I 'm going to the place love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.
I 'm going home,
to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always 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 places and these faces are old,
So I 'm home.
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 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 love has always been enough for me.
I 'm not running from.
No, I you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are old,
Be you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then some you don't want.
Be what you wish for,
'Cause you just get it all.
You just get it all, yeah.
Oh, well I 'm going home,
Back to the where I belong,
And where love 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.
I these and these are getting old,
So I 'm going home.
I 'm home.
Trying to the pain.
I 'm going to the place love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.
I 'm going home,
to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always 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 places and these faces are old,
So I 'm home.
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 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 love has always been enough for me.
I 'm not running from.
No, I you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are old,
Be you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then some you don't want.
Be what you wish for,
'Cause you just get it all.
You just get it all, yeah.
Oh, well I 'm going home,
Back to the where I belong,
And where love 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.
I these and these are getting old,
So I 'm going home.
I 'm home.
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