Every year I forgot your birthdaynSo every year you're born againnWhatever became of the pieces that made us fitnThe lint to your sweater, so long as I'm close to you it doesn't matternAnd lenses compress our lives into pocket size momentnYours reduced to the three favorite photographsnCompelling me to asknnWhere have you been?nWho have you become since you've been away?nWhere, oh have you been?nWhat the hell have you become?nI thought you were the onennTo the search and rescue team: you'll never discovernThe whereabouts of the lost boy with nothing to losenYou'll scan the cities; the streets, they connect everyonenStill we feel so far from what it means to live one by onenI gave this life hell and in a moment I'm taking it backnI gave this life hell and in a moment I'm taking you back to the place where this begannWhen we still had our innocencennWhere have you been?nWho have you become since you've been away?nWhere, oh have you been?nWhat the hell have you become?nI thought you were the one