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 wont 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 an 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 ...