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