i'm walking with my back to the wind
i'm walking with my back to the wind
and i don't think i'll be back this way again
i'm walking with my back to the wind

'cause chemicals control the thing we do
yeah chemicals control the thing we do
and you know that i'd do anything for you
but chemicals control the thing we do

and it'll be a month of sundays 'till i get to where i'm going
so i won't forget the places that i've been
and those endless miles of highway and the sky when it starts snowing
gonna pick me up and dust me off again

i don't listen to your records anymore
i don't listen to your records anymore
'cause they're broken and i've heard them all before
i don't listen to your records anymore

and chemicals control the things we do
yeah chemicals control the things we do
and heaven knows i wish it wasn't true
but chemicals control the things we do

and i'm sad to say i never saw the seeds that i've been sowing
put their roots down in the ground and start to grow
but i look up at the sky and know it's time that i get going
i just gotta find a way to let you know
gotta find a way to let you know

and i'll walk out in the snow
in the streetlight's soft white glow
steady as we go

i'm walking with my back to the wind
i'm walking with my back to the wind
and i don't think i'll be back this way again
i'm walking with my back to the wind
and i don't think i'll be back this way again
no i don't think i'll be back this way again
i'm walking with my back to the wind