Sans doute l'une des plus belles chansons de La Wilde.
Une intro géniale avec le vent et Big Ben qui résonne.
Un texte très dramatique sur le suicide d'une pauvre fille qui vient de découvrir son copain dans les bras d'une autre, avec pleins de jeux de mots sur les romans-photos.
Un rythme endiablé (on est en 1982), un refrain entêtant.
Un clip tout simple où Kim n'a jamais été aussi belle.

Je vous fais la totale.

Voilà la pochette anglaise.

La pochette japonaise.

La pochette italienne.

Les images du clip

(ouh très Red Widow)

Voici le texte.

View from a bridge, can’t take anymore
View from a bridge, can’t take anymore

I guess it all began about a year ago
Like a cheap love magazine
You know the kind you read about
And have to laugh
At the pages in between

Now I can’t believe that fool inside is me
’cos I just can’t face the world
I’ve grown to see

View from a bridge, can’t take anymore
View from a bridge, can’t take anymore

I saw you kissing her
I saw you making her
In the soft sheets in between
But when you turned around
I saw your eyes were fire
And you crashed out all my dreams

And like a fool I just stood there
And let it go
I should have fought right back
And let my feelings show

View from a bridge, can’t take anymore
View from a bridge, can’t take anymore

You sure as hell knew how
To make a fool out of me
Well you cut me down
For the things you want
And now it’s killing me - ohhhhh

(I’ll lay it on the line now
You’re running out of time now)

But then a voice said "Jump !"
And I just let go
And I’m floating out in space
But then I feel your arms
And I turn around
To a ghost without a face

And I just don’t know
What’s fact or fantasy
’cos when I look below the bridge
I see it’s me, me, me, me, me...

View from a bridge, can’t take anymore
View from a bridge, can’t take anymore

Et voici la version originale.