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by Chris Daughtry
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I 'm out 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.
I 'm going home,
Back to the where I belong,
And where your love has always been for me.
I 'm not running from.
No, I you got me all wrong.
I don't regret life I chose for me.
But these places and these are getting old,
So I 'm going home.
Well I 'm going home.
The miles are longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I've not always been the best man or for you.
But your love remains true.
And I don't know why.
You always seem to give me try.
So I 'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where love has been 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 places and these are getting old,
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you 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 just might 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 running from.
No, I you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these and these are getting old.
I said these places and faces are 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.
I 'm going home,
Back to the where I belong,
And where your love has always been for me.
I 'm not running from.
No, I you got me all wrong.
I don't regret life I chose for me.
But these places and these are getting old,
So I 'm going home.
Well I 'm going home.
The miles are longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I've not always been the best man or for you.
But your love remains true.
And I don't know why.
You always seem to give me try.
So I 'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where love has been 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 places and these are getting old,
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you 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 just might 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 running from.
No, I you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these and these are getting old.
I said these places and faces are old,
So I 'm going home.
I 'm going home.
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