written by: Deborah Gibson Something's funny 'bout your touch lately It's like you've been touching someone else And the sound of your voice, Well something's stopping you from being yourself We've always been honest - So tell me though I don't want to hear 'Cause I think I know the answer And it's not what I wanted to hear Dear, where have you been? I've been waiting up for you I don't want to accuse but Your eyes and mouth they tell a different story I don't want to hear it but - I know it's easy to lose faith We look simply for a change of pace And I know my moods, they go up and down But when you're climbing walls, don't I stick around? On some little white lies 'Cause I think I know the answer And it's isn't what I wanted to hear Dear, where have you been? I've been waiting up for you I don't want to accuse but Your eyes and mouth they tell a different story I don't want to hear it - A silent cry fills the room I hear it no sooner than the words ring true What did you do to me? oh..... 'Cause I think I know the answer And it isn't what I wanted to hear I've been waiting up for you I think I know the answer It's written all over your face I don't want to know - yeah Your eyes and mouth they tell a different story I don't want to hear it - I don't want to hear it - but tell me Debbie Gibson Where Have You Been