R.I.P my brother John
1/79 to 6/07
I still miss you...

Well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
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.

Chris Daughtry