Going Back Lyrics - Where You Live - Tracy Chapman

No picnic no barbecue out in the back 

A yard for parked cars left to rot and forget 

For chained-up mad dogs for garbage to sit 

Get lost get lost a part from it 

I can't see through it 

But I can see past 

With me with me always 

Without going back 

Just people and buildings 

Not city or town 

Great lake crooked river 

Flat land water burns 

The air not smoke 

It tears the eye 

Home is where you live 

Home is where you'll die 

I can't see through it 

But I can see past 

With me with me always 

Without going back 

In a glacial slide 

Over ice mirrored glace 

In a slip and past times 

Are in the future brought back 

Reflected reflected reflected 

Every footstep 

No walk in the park 

No there i nowhere 

No place can replace 

What a clear eye reveals 

Soft and hard shaped like a wheel 

Made me of rubber made me of steel 

I can't see through it 

But I can see past 

With me with me always 

Without going back