1973 کے بول

Simone, you're getting older. Your journey's been etched on your skin. Simone, wish I had known that, What seemed so strong has been and gone. I would call you up every Saturday night, And we'd both stay out till the morning light, And we sang, "Here we go again". And though time goes by, I will always be, In a club with you in 1973, Singing, "Here we go again". Simone, wish I was sober, So I could see clearly now the rain has gone. Simone, I guess it's over. My memory plays out to the same old songs. I would call you up every Saturday night, And we'd both stay out till the morning light, And we sang, "Here we go again". And though time goes by, I will always be, In a club with you in 1973, Singing, "Here we go again". I would call you up every Saturday night, And we'd both stay out till the morning light, And we sang, "Here we go again". And though time goes by, I will always be, In a club with you in 1973, Singing, "Here we go again". And though time goes by, I will always be, In a club with you in 1973, Singing, "Here we go again".