Papa Fried
Restaurant in Ceres

I'm staring out into the night

I'm 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

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 remains true

And I don't know why

You always seem to give me another try

Yeah! Well, I'm going home

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