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