By Back Door - Melissa Etheridge

When I was a child

I dreamed like a child of wonder

With my back in the grass

My eyes to the sky to see

I believed in the stars

And I knew they cast a spell

That I was under

With my fingers in the dirt

I was part of the earth

Every living thing was part of me

But it’s gone

It’s gone

It’s gone

It’s gone, gone

I can’t feel it

I can’t feel it

Must’ve found a way

Out my back door

Must’ve run away

Out my back door

Because it’s gone, gone, gone

Then I fell in love

Love gave me a shot of pure desire

There was nothing else like this

This unimagined bliss, this ecstasy

Deep inside the night

I believed I saw the light

Ignite a fire

And it burned into the dark

It burned deep inside my heart

I thought it would burn eternally

But it’s gone

It’s gone

It’s gone

It’s gone, gone

I can’t feel it

I can’t feel it

Must’ve found a way

Out my back door

Must’ve run away

Out my back door

Because it’s gone, gone, gone

So I run into the street

And I’m shouting into the phone

Asking everyone I meet

I say: «Have you seen it on my doorstep?»

«Did you see it in my car?»

«Have you seen it in the alley?»

«Was it on the back of some guitar?»

«Is it sleeping in the hallway?»

«Does it cry all night alone?»

«Is it selling itself for money?»

«Does it want, does it want to come home?»

Then I saw the world

Wounded deep and curled up on my sidewalk

With the mouths all white and pale

Telling all their tales reality

So I picked up a sign

And I found a place in line

And I shouted: «No talk!»

The men all painted proud

Their words empty and loud

Are trying hard to sell my dream

And they tell me

It’s gone

They say it’s gone

The say it’s, it’s gone

Oh, but I can feel it

Oh, I wanna feel it

I can’t let it run away

Out my back door

I can’t let it run away

Out my back door

If I look out there

If I look out there every day

I can’t let it run away

I can’t let it run away

If I look out there every day