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 anda feel's a different kind of pain.

Well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your cinta has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think anda 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 atau friend for you.
But your cinta remains true.
And I don't know why.
anda always seem to give me another try.

So I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your cinta has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think anda 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 anda wish for,
'Cause anda just might get it all.
anda just might get it all,
And then some anda don't want.
Be careful what anda wish for,
'Cause anda just might get it all.
anda just might get it all, yeah.

Oh, well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your cinta has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think anda got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.
I berkata these places and these faces are getting old,
So I'm going home.
I'm going home.