lyssnar på samma låt om och om igen. Fylls med hela den där känslan. Känslan från den där staden med dig, med allt. Vill typ lipa och fnissa samtidigt.
and I know we were both too young way back when we had our thing
and you're not the one that I think of everytime that the telephone rings
and I know that what we had would not be called love by the ones we know
and I know it's been many years and a hundred love-affairs ago
i know all that so well, but I also do know this:
calleth you, cometh I
and that's just how it is, and how it's always been
it's where my reason stops and something else comes in
i know it doesn't make sense, but still
calleth you, cometh I.
exakt så. vill alltid ha dig under min hud.