I'm Going Back

There are shadows playing

In between shafts of sunlight

You always tell me

Don't pay those worries no mind

But I-I-I-I doubt my intentions sometimes

Alternate universes

Press in on my mind

What kind of man

Just runs away?

No man at all just a coward with feet of clay

With feet of clay -- yeah -- clay

There are children playing

Forwards and backwards in time

You always tell me

They're going to grow up just fine

But I-I-I-I question the outcomes sometimes

Can't see where it's all going

Or what's left behind

A little voice says "I want to be free"

A fearful voice says "I got to be me"

But there's a woman that needs her man

There are children that need their dad

I'm going back where I belong

I'm going back to my home

I'm going back where I belong

I'm going back to my home

I see strangers walk by

Some seem to recognize me

I often wonder

What the connections could be

But I-I-I-I get tired of looking sometimes

Alternate shapes and faces

Seem a waste of time

I'm going back where I belong

There's a woman that needs her man

I'm going back where I belong

There are children that need their dad

I'm going back where I belong

I'm going back to my home

I'm going back where I belong

I'm going back to my home

Back to my home