| F# | B5 | F# | |
| I'm staring out into | the night, |
| B5 | F# | |
| Trying to hide the pai | n. |
| B5 | |
| I'm going to the pla | ce where love |
| D#m | C# | B | |
| And fe | eling good don't | ever cost a thi | ng. |
| D#m | C# | B | |
| And the p | ain you feel's a dif | ferent kind of p | ain. |
| F# | C# | |
| I'm going ho | me, |
| B | C# | |
| Back to the pla | ce where I belo | ng, |
| D#m | C# | B5 | |
| And where your | love has always be | en enough for | me. |
| F# | C# | |
| I'm running | from. |
| B | C | |
| No, I | think you got me all | wrong. |
| D#m | C# | B5 | |
| I do | n't regret this l | ife I chose fo | r me. |
| D#m | C# | B5 | |
| But these | places and these | faces are gett | ing old |
| F# | B5 | |
| So I'm going hom | e. |
| F# | B5 | |
| Well I'm going h | ome. |
| 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 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. |
| C# | B5 | |
| Be careful what you wi | sh for, |
| D#m | C# | |
| 'Cause y | ou just might | get it all. |
| B | C# | B | |
| You ju | st might ge | t it all, |
| C# | |
| And then some you don't | want. |
| B5 | |
| Be careful what you wish | for, |
| D#m | C# | |
| 'Cause you | just might get | it all. |
| B | C# | B5 | |
| Yo | u 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. |