I laid down last year, traded tobacco for new north-side air and filled up my lungs with our home Here I go again That's my problem with fear, always tossing and turning Hung up on aging but letting my age start to show I've let myself go again Here I go again Same by day, but at night I lie awake, left to imagine your evenings in more desirable states You'll be left to guess why the house is a mess while I wait, impatiently irate! And asking: "hi, hello, how are you? Do I know your name?" Drained by day cause at night I lie awake with fate, because fate, fate's got the keys to this place I laid down my thoughts, traded my steps for a new north-side waltz and paced through the rooms of our home, here I go again Here I go again