Back Again - Allan Taylor, Beo Brockhausen, Gabriele Schulze

I spend hours on the telephone, trying to get a line

When I finally got through to you, well you said you were just fine

We joked about the weather, you said it always seemed to rain

I don’t care about the weather, 'cos I want you back again

I want you back again

I couldn’t think of what to say, I wished I’d planned ahead

For all the things that burned inside, would have to go unsaid

And you asked if I’d been traveling and lately where I’d been

Well lately I’ve been nowhere, 'cos I want you back again

I want you back again

We ran out of conversation and you made an excuse to go

You were going away for the weekend and you’d call me in a week or so

I put down the receiver, I started to write a song

The words came out so easy, 'cos I want you back again

I want you back again

I spend hours on the telephone, trying to get a line

When I finally got through to you, well you said you were just fine

We joked about the weather, you said it always seemed to rain

I don’t care about the weather, 'cos I want you back again

I want you back again