Текст: Chicago. Chicago VII. Byblos.

I saw her once before, she didn't turn me on
One night she stopped to talk to pass the time
And then I saw her eyes, her softly smiling glow
We sat and talked all night at Byblos

She talked of feelings that I knew were true
She painted me a picture using every shade of blue
It was light with laughter, at times it made me cry
And now I'll never know just why I didn't ever try to hold her
To squeeze her, to kiss her all night long, I never tried to please her

Then soon she had to go
I sat there all alone
And thought of things she said
"The whole day through"

And then I realized
I never took the time
To find out where she lived
Or where to call

I thought that I would see her
The next night
Anticipating how I'd set myself right

Then, I went back to Byblos
I sat there and waited
Feeling just a little nervous
And a little frustrated

Then, soon, in she came, looking just the same
I could hardly wait to take her, far from that game

Then a person came in to the club
That I had to speak to
I explained the situation to her
And I thought she understood

But I guess she thought that I was jiving her around
'Cause when I looked for her, this is what I found

She was rapping with a real good friend of mine
He was happy, oh, it was his time
I really couldn't blame him
He was sad and lonely too

But just talking to her did me so much good
I knew she'd do him no good too

Then I went home and I got it on
Sat down to write these words when I was finally alone
Then, about halfway through, I wondered if someone knew
Where she was, so I could give her a call
And I found out that she was right down the hall

Not too far away
But that's ok, I'll just wait for the day
When I can see her again
And spend some time, time
Some time, some time

I'm gonna get her, I'm gonna get her
Come back and get her, I'm gonna get her
I'm trying to get her, I'm trying to get her
Come back and get her, ooh, get her
Gonna get her