| Back to nature, I can’t go on like this
|
| I want to walk where the power is
|
| Back to nature, I don’t know where to start
|
| Back to nature, I don’t have that kind of heart
|
| Back to nature, back to somewhere else
|
| Back to nature and right back on top of yourself
|
| Back to nature, I’ve got to look down
|
| See where I am or just hit the ground
|
| And I’m telling you
|
| I know what you’ve been going through
|
| In my heart of hearts when I was here
|
| And you were there, nothing was between us
|
| We’re up in the air
|
| We’re down on the ground
|
| We’re up in the air
|
| We’re down on the ground
|
| Here are your friends again
|
| Inching in the bedroom door
|
| They want to touch me
|
| And you show me their hands
|
| How warm and soft and foreign they are
|
| Look at them, cupids in surgical gloves
|
| One on top of two an top of three
|
| Well, I’ve got more than you
|
| Back to nature, the voyeur will realize
|
| This is not a sight for his sore eyes
|
| Back to nature, getting back at you
|
| I couldn’t act naturally if I wanted to
|
| Back to nature, a trip that I can’t take
|
| People are thinking that they’ve dreamed of this place
|
| Back to nature, it was somewhere else
|
| Back to nature, right back on top of yourself
|
| And I’m telling you
|
| I know what you’ve been going through
|
| In my heart of hearts when I was here
|
| You were there, nothing was between us
|
| We’re up in the air
|
| We’re down on the ground
|
| We’re up in the air
|
| We’re down on the ground |