| I come to your door to see you again, |
| But where you once stood was an old man instead |
| I asked where you’d be, he said 'she's moved, on you see |
| All I have is a number you’d better ask her not me' |
| So I picked up the phone and dialled your number |
| Not sure to put it down or speak |
| Then I voice I once knew answered in a sweet voice |
| She said hello then paused before I began to speak |
| Babe I’m here again, I tell you I’m here again |
| Where have you been? |
| Babe, I’m back again, I tell you I’m back again |
| Where have you been? |
| You held your voice well, there were tears I could tell |
| But where were you now? Was you gonna tell me in time? |
| Just give me a town and I’ll be straight down |
| Got so much to tell you about where I have been |
| As I walk down your road, can’t wait to be near you |
| Can’t keep the feeling in inside |
| As I stand at your door you answered in a sweet voice |
| You said hello then pause before I begin to speak |
| Babe I’m here again, I tell you I’m here again |
| Where have you been? |
| Babe, I’m back again, I tell you I’m back again |
| Where have you been? |
| Just as I looked away, I saw a face behind you |
| A little boy stood at your door |
| And as I looked again I saw his face was shining |
| He had my eyes, he had my smile |
| Babe I’m here again, I tell you I’m here again |
| Where have you been? |
| Babe, I’m back again, I tell you I’m back again |
| Where have you been? |