Daughtry - Home Lyrics
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What Are The Lyrics For Home By Daughtry?
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 is a different kind of pain I'm going home Back to the place where I belong And where your love 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 these places and these faces are getting old So I'm going 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 best man or friend for you But your love remains true And I don't know why You always seem to give me another try So I'm going home Back to the place where I belong And where your love 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 these places 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 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 where your love 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 these places and these faces are getting old I said these places and these faces are getting old So I'm going home, I'm going home |
Who Wrote Home By Daughtry?
Ellis Paul
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