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I 'm staring out 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 different kind of pain.
Well I 'm home,
to the where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I 'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I for me.
But these places and these are getting 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 been the best man or friend for you.
But remains true.
And I don't why.
You always to give me another try.
So I 'm going home,
Back to the where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough 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 faces are old,
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you might get it all.
You might get it all,
And then you don't want.
Be what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.
Oh, I 'm going home,
to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always enough 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 places and faces are old.
I these and these faces are getting old,
So I 'm home.
I 'm 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 different kind of pain.
Well I 'm home,
to the where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I 'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I for me.
But these places and these are getting 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 been the best man or friend for you.
But remains true.
And I don't why.
You always to give me another try.
So I 'm going home,
Back to the where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough 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 faces are old,
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you might get it all.
You might get it all,
And then you don't want.
Be what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.
Oh, I 'm going home,
to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always enough 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 places and faces are old.
I these and these faces are getting old,
So I 'm home.
I 'm home.
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