Testo Back of my mindback of my mindback of my mind John Hiatt

Back of my mindback of my mindback of my mind

Well my daddy he stood at the foot of the stairs

He was calling to me at the time

And I knew even then, I could die for the thoughts

That I kept in the back of my mind



But I dared not to speak

How I felt for my dad

Cause there were no words to define

The ball of confusion, of feelings and stuff

That I kept in the back of my mind



So I took to the highway

And I kept to myself

Just a lookin' and hopin' to find

Some solutions, some answers, someway to exist

All this stuff in the back of my mind



So I took me a job

And I took me a wife

And I took me a bottle of wine

And it did not take long, 'til all I had left

Was this junk in the back of my mind



Well the end of the tunnel

It never came up

'til I came to the end of the line

And I saw that the light I'd been hoping to see

Was just a spark in the back of my mind



And the cold wind that blew

Through the hole in my heart

Made a fire for the very first time

From some branches of trust

And a kindling of faith

And that spark in the back of my mind



Drivin' like rain, or a runaway train

Flyin' blind, shot from the dark in the back of my mind