When I was a young boy

Back in Orangefield

I used to gaze out

My classroom window and dream

And then go home and listen to Ray sing

"I believed in my soul" after school,

Oh that love that was within me

You know it carried me through

Well it lifted me up and it filled me

Meditation contemplation too

Chorus:

Oh we've got to go back

Got to go back

Got to go back

Got to go back

For the healing go on with the dreaming

Well there's people in the street

And the summer's almost here

We've got to go outside in the fresh air

And breathe while it's still clear

Breathe it in all the way down

To your stomach too

And breathe it out with a radiance

into the nightime air

We've got to go back etc. etc...

Got my ticket at the airport

Well I guess I've been marking time

I've been living in another country

That operates along entirely different lines

Keep me away from porter or whiskey

Don't play anything sentimental it'll make me cry

I've got to go back my friend

Is there really any need to ask why