Back To Nature (BBC In Concert 22/11/78) - Magazine

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

Here are your friends again

Inching in the bedroom door

Ah they won’t to touch me

And you show me their hands

How warm and soft and foreign they are

Cubans in surgical gloves

One on top of two on top of three

Well I’ve got more than you

Back to nature

The voyeur will realise

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

And you were there

Nothing was between us

We’re up in the air …