(Terry Kath)
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 ev'ry 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
Oo, I could hardly wait to take her far from the 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 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 happening, I guess it was his time.
I really couldn't blame him, cause he was sad and lonely too.
But just talking to her did me so much good, I knew she'd do him

good too.
Then I went home and I got it on,
Sat down to write these words when I was finally alone.

And 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.