CAN'T GO BACK

There's a kind of light in the sky sometimes

That makes me think of the coolies in July

And the call to return to that simpler life

Is something that I cannot deny

There's a note on the bass that sounds just like the wind

Pushing the willows on the ridge above

But what pushes me to leave all that

Is stronger than pleasing the ones I love

And I can't go back, no I can't go back

I have my own life in a different place

And I can't go back, I can't go back

But I can't seem to tell you face to face

You're sitting there in your dusty clothes

With your big hands resting so still

And there's things that you'd love to demand of me

But I know that you never will

But I can't go back, no I can't go back

I have my own life in a different place

No, I can't go back, I can't go back

But I can't seem to tell you face to face

How're you gonna stop the wild thoughts

Of a young man bent to roam

'Cause those city nights and those city lights

They dim the call for home

I hear the call of the music

I feel the rhythm to the bone

If I don't follow that

How can I call my life my own?

Still I thought of you

On a Paris street

How you say we're held together

By the earth beneath our feet

So you think that you'll hold on

Incase I change my mind someday

How can you work your life for something

And then throw it all away?

No, I can't go back,  no I can't go back

I have my own life in a different place

And I can't go back, I can't go back

But I can't seem to tell you face to face

No I can't seem to tell you face to face

from Wood River

©1992 Word of Mouth Music

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