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