בהחלט tips (אם כי הבחירה קשה)
השיר הכי ויזואלי שלה, לדעתי. למרות שיש גם את "כשהקוצים היו קוצים", שבו הייתי עושה אדם בורח בשדה קוצים ונופל על האדמה, במין טשטוש אופייני כזה לקליפים של רונה, בורח ממשהו לא ברור, מאיזו דמות, מסתובב בסוף הקליפ ומגלה שהדמות הזו היא הוא עצמו. או שהסוף יהיה עצימת עיניים שלווה על האדמה. וגם "המעיין הזוהר" מצוין, עם רונה צועקת כמו ב"מבול", קרקע שנשמטת, צבעים פסיכדליים, טביעה נוסח "מי מפחד מהזריחה"... אבל טיפס פשוט מדבר בפני עצמו, כך שלא צריך אפילו לתאר. בכל זאת אנסה: פאב צפוף, מעושן, בגוון אדמדם, רחשים של דיבור (ואז מתחילה המוזיקה). In a crowded room, when the lights are dimmed and the smoke is thick, your eyes are feeling tired and your ears can't stand the noise Someone creeps behind you, kisses the back of your neck, and he is sweating like a pig, but you manage to smile him away somehow And then I see you from the other side of the street, and I push my way inside to tell you something insignificant about the worries of my day and you scream into my ear: Oh ,how nice to see you here In a crowded room, when the lights are dimmed, I can still see the tips of your fingers And I shoot your name across the room, just to hear the weightless echo of my voice The girl with the big smile is smiling her big big smile in your direction. I'd like to shoot her in the head And then your glass is getting empty, but you feel too tired to call the waitress, so you say: would you get me another one ,please? And you say: Well, we might as well push this night to its edge In a crowded room, when the lights are dimmed, I can still see the tips of your fingers And I shoot your name across the room, just to hear the weightless echo of my voice And I wish I could say we were two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl but unfortunately we were never introduced And when we meet I scream into your ear everything but the one thing that I really want to scream into your ear In a crowded room, when the lights are dimmed, I can still see the tips of your fingers And I shoot your name across the room, just to hear the weightless echo of my voice In a crowded room, when the lights are dimmed and smoke is thick, It's four o'clock in the morning, time to rest your aching head We take a cab outside, you drop me off where I need to be dropped ,and then you say: call me next week, is that a tear I see on your cheek? Why do you always have to cry? 'cause in a crowded room, when the lights are dimmed, I can still see the tips of your fingers And I want to tell you that I've loved you long enough, and it's enough for me It's enough enough enough enough for me