Home

This is the lyrics of the song that reflected all my emotions during my homecoming. Truthfully i felt numb when i got back. So numb that i can't really describe it. Being numb is not a bad thing in this case. Just a description of how i was feeling and it was best portraited by this song.

After doing all the mediocrities of settling down from a long journey, i switched on the box and tuned to MTV. After some music videos of some of my favourites which includes Linkinpark-What I've Done and Avril Lavigne- Girlfriend.

I saw a familiar face on a music video. I thought: " Hey isn't that the guy from American Idol which got kicked off early in the show." And i really supported him cause this guy really had talent and Simon Cowell being the bitch he is couldn't see it. So this guy named Chris Daughtry made it on his own without going through the chessy American Idol.

Daughtry album is also forging unprecedented sales and chart breakthroughs - affirming there is still gold to be mined, thank God, with a rugged voice and passionate songwriting instincts, he made it.

Home- Chris Daughtry

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 you feel's a different kind of pain.

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,
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 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.

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