This is my second story so please no flames, only contructive criticism.
This is Edward's PoV during New Moon, but with a slight twist at the end.
Dislcaimer: I don't own Twilight or Home by Daughtry
Enjoy!
I'm staring out into the night, Trying to hide the pain.
I really wish I could, but then I wouldn't be able to think of her.
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.
I can't say that me feeling doesn't cost her anything. Yes it's a wonderful 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.
I really wish I could say that I'm not running from my home, away from hernut I am and I can never go back. It's for her own good. It's getting harder and harder to believe that and to stay away.
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.
I really wish I knew why your love remains true to me because I'm the worst man that you could ever choose to love.
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,
These places and faces really are getting old. I wish I could see yours again and hear your sweet, sweet voice.
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.
I really wish I could see you again, but I don't want to hurt you anymore. I have to stay away. Did my thoughts just falter, like I don't even believe them myself?
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.
It's been too long I have to go back and see her. It's just too hard to stay away.
