Byblos by Chicago

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
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.