Bb                 Ebadd9
I'm staring out into the night,
Bb                     Ebadd9
Trying to hide the pain.
Bb                  Ebadd9
I'm going to the place where love
    Gm                   F            Ebadd9
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.
        Gm               F              Ebadd9
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.


Bb                F
Well I'm going home,
           Ebadd9           F
Back to the place where I belong,
               Gm             F                Ebadd9
And where your love has always been enough for me.
Bb               F
I'm not running from.
    Ebadd9                  F
No, I think you got me all wrong.
Gm                   F            Ebadd9
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
         Gm               F                Ebadd9
But these places and these faces are getting old,
                 Bb      F    Ebadd9
So I'm going home.
                  Bb      Ebadd9
Well I'm going home.


Bb                        Ebadd9          Bb
The miles are getting longer, it seems,
                     Ebadd9
The closer I get to you.
Bb                                    Ebadd9
I've not always been the best man or friend for you.
                         Gm
But your love, it makes true.
   F           Ebadd9
And I don't know why.
Gm                 F             Ebadd9
You always seem to give me another try.


Bb                 F
Well I'm going home,
           Ebadd9           F
Back to the place where I belong,
               Gm             F              Ebadd9   F
And where your love has always been enough for me.
Bb               F
I'm not running from.
      Ebadd9              F
No, I think you got me all wrong.
Bb                 F
Well I'm going home,
           Ebadd9           F
Back to the place where I belong,
               Gm              F            Ebadd9
And where your love has always been enough for me.
Bb               F
I'm not running from.
      Ebadd9              F
No, I think you got me all wrong.
         Gm                  F             Ebadd9
But these places and these faces are getting old,


F                     Ebadd9
Be careful what you wish for,
                             Gm
'Cause you just might get it all.
                     Ebadd9
You just might get it all,
                         F
And then some you don't want.
                      Ebadd9
Be careful what you wish for,
                             Gm
'Cause you just might get it all.
                      Ebadd9
You just might get it all, yeah.

Interlude -x2-: Gm F Ebadd9

Bb                F
Well I'm going home,
           Ebadd9           F
Back to the place where I belong,
               Gm             F              Ebadd9
And where your love has always been enough for me.
Bb               F
I'm not running from.
      Ebadd9              F
No, I think you got me all wrong.
Gm                  F              Ebadd9
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
         Gm               F                 Ebadd9
But these places and these faces are getting old,
            Gm               F               Ebadd9
I said these places and these faces are getting old,
             Gm   F Ebadd9  Gm F Ebadd9
So I'm going home.
          Bb
I'm going home.