No, no I see you sitting there all blush.
later on i hear you singing songs about love.
turns me on. (yeah) it turns me on
all the time.
there is no going back, i think i know your kind
and i’ll be kind to you (baby)
i’m a fool when it comes to love
i’m a freak
all of the above
Short, gleaming reverie of past desires; lush dream pop with reverberated ambiance and sparse instrumentation. Not for those who prefer the grip and pull, but for those who long for the therapeutic beauty of unresolvedness. Stéfan Németh