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, it makes 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,
So I’m going home,
I’m going home…

_By Daughtry. Get the album_