Well, this is life.

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.



Well, 2 of them left without saying goodbye. So whats left to talk about?
Maybe when one ain't important anymore, we'll tend to overlook, neglect that particular thing.
This is life, this is reality. Life changes, preference defers.

Gonna send Josh off at the airport tmr. Love ya bro, stay strong with life. I'll always be there by your side.
Keep your stride, keep your faith and let everything else go.
Hope life would be better for you.
Surely you know I'll be there to listen to your problems don't you? :)