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