Седня начали готовить программу Новогоднего вечера. Наша А-степ-студия всучила мне вот эту песню, со словами: придумай что-нибудь типа живого клипа. Я долго пялилась на слова, ну ни фига не знаю. Слова вроде норм., да и песня миленькая, но какое я могу действие придумать? Остается только биться башкой о клавку, и проклинать тот день, когда я стала членом А-степ-студии.
I come to your door
To see your again
But where you once stood
Was an old man instead
I asked where you'd be
He said "She's moved on you see,
All I have is a number,
You'd better ask her not me"
So I picked up the phone and dialled your number
Not sure to put it down or speak
Then a voice I knew answered in a sweet voice
She said hello then paused before I began to speak
Babe, I'm here again
I tell you I'm here again, where have you been?
Babe, I'm back again
I tell you I'm back again, where have you been?
You held your voice well
There were tears I could tell
But where were you now?
Was you gonna tell me in time?
Just give me a town
And I'll be straight down
Got so much to tell you
About where I have been
As I walk down your road
Can't wait to benear you
I can't keep the feeling inside
As I stand at your door
You answer in a sweet voice
she say hello then pause before I began to speak
Babe, I'm here again
I tell you I'm here again, where have you been?
Babe, I'm back again
I tell you I'm back again, where have you been?
Just as I looked away,
I saw a face behind you
A little boy stood at your door
And as I looked again,
I saw his face was shining
He had my eyes
He had my smile
Babe, I'm here again
I tell you I'm here again, where have you been?
Babe, I'm back again
I tell you I'm back again, where have you been?