Once again you saw me leavin’ And again you start believin’ That someday I might be back But I left you now forever And I guess it’s now or never So I’ve really got to ask Who am I from the back?
Is the lack of hair that matters
Or the fact I’m wearing black
Please, you got to tell me
Who am I from the back?
As we’re leaving Philadelphia
For that old Chicago shack
Who am I from the back?
I know I’m not the same
As I walk out through that door
But I don’t know what became
Of the man I was before
It feels like I lost track
Or inside I have a crack
'Cause I may never know
Who am I from the back
You may not understand me
Or the places I’ve been at
But only you can tell me
Who am I from the back
I know it means so little
As you hope for love instead
But the only thing I offer
Is that glance into my back
One day I bought a mirror
What I saw made me mad
I looked into my face
And that face smiled back
I don’t know what became
Of that smile I used to wear
But actually doesn’t matter
Cause it’s never coming back
So you may even ask me
What’s the point of feeling sad?
I don’t know what I run from
I don’t know when to stop
But when I saw you crying
Well, it really hurts a lot
I know I’m not the same
So I’ve really got to ask
Who am I from the back?
