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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 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 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 places and faces are getting old,
So I 'm home.
Well I 'm going home.
The miles are longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I've not been the best man or for you.
But love true.
And I don't know why.
You seem to me another try.
So I 'm going home,
to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been 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 these faces are getting old,
Be 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 you wish for,
'Cause you might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.
Oh, I 'm going home,
Back to the where I belong,
And where your love has been 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 places and these faces are getting old.
I said these places and these are getting old,
So I 'm going home.
I 'm going home.
Trying to hide the pain.
I 'm going to the place where love
And feeling 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 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 places and faces are getting old,
So I 'm home.
Well I 'm going home.
The miles are longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I've not been the best man or for you.
But love true.
And I don't know why.
You seem to me another try.
So I 'm going home,
to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been 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 these faces are getting old,
Be 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 you wish for,
'Cause you might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.
Oh, I 'm going home,
Back to the where I belong,
And where your love has been 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 places and these faces are getting old.
I said these places and these are getting old,
So I 'm going home.
I 'm going home.
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