Home : Daughtry

"Home" I&staring out into the night, Trying to hide the pain. I&going to the place where love And feeling good don&ever cost a thing. And the pain you feel&a different kind of pain. Well I&going home, Back to the place where I belong, And where your love has always been enough for me. I¬ running from. No, I think you got me all wrong. I don®ret this life I chose for me. But these places and these faces are getting old, So I&going home. Well I&going home. The miles are getting longer, it seems, The closer I get to you. I¬ always been the best man or friend for you. But your love remains true. And I don&know why. You always seem to give me another try. So I&going home, Back to the place where I belong, And where your love has always been enough for me. I¬ running from. No, I think you got me all wrong. I don®ret this life I chose for me. But these places and these faces are getting old, Be careful what you wish for, &you just might get it all. You just might get it all, And then some you don&want. Be careful what you wish for, &you just might get it all. You just might get it all, yeah. Oh, well I&going home, Back to the place where I belong, And where your love has always been enough for me. I¬ running from. No, I think you got me all wrong. I don®ret this life I chose for me. But these places and these faces are getting old. I said these places and these faces are getting old, So I&going home. I&going home.