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