Слушаю и плачу. Фиг знает почему, но так прям она меня всегда трогает...
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?