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I 'm staring out into the night,
Trying to hide 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.
Well I 'm home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has been enough for me.
I 'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't life I chose for me.
But these and these faces 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 always been the man or for you.
But your remains true.
And I don't why.
You seem to give me try.
So 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 places and faces are old,
Be careful what you for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just 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 get it all, yeah.
Oh, well I 'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And your love has always been 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 and these faces are getting old.
I these places and these are old,
So I 'm going home.
I 'm going home.
Trying to hide 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.
Well I 'm home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has been enough for me.
I 'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't life I chose for me.
But these and these faces 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 always been the man or for you.
But your remains true.
And I don't why.
You seem to give me try.
So 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 places and faces are old,
Be careful what you for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just 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 get it all, yeah.
Oh, well I 'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And your love has always been 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 and these faces are getting old.
I these places and these are old,
So I 'm going home.
I 'm going home.
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