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.
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 this places & these faces are getting old,
So I'm going home...
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