I’d like to think I am an adult (most of the time). A practical realist. Somewhat idealistic but prone to seeing sense when sense is presented to me. But this song.
On the CD version, mid-song, there’s a voicemail. In English. The first phrase, “This is Eason.” makes me feel like a schoolgirl getting her first voicemail from her first crush. It’s my native language, he sounds so sweet and yeah, I’m going to let this one go before you lose all respect for me.