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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 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 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 life I chose for me.
But and these faces are getting old,
So I 'm 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 friend for you.
But your love remains true.
And I don't why.
You to me another try.
So I 'm home,
to the where I belong,
And your love has always been 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 places and faces are 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 might get it all, yeah.
Oh, well I 'm home,
to the where I belong,
And where your love 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 these and these faces are getting old.
I these places and 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 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 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 life I chose for me.
But and these faces are getting old,
So I 'm 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 friend for you.
But your love remains true.
And I don't why.
You to me another try.
So I 'm home,
to the where I belong,
And your love has always been 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 places and faces are 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 might get it all, yeah.
Oh, well I 'm home,
to the where I belong,
And where your love 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 these and these faces are getting old.
I these places and are getting old,
So I 'm going home.
I 'm going home.
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