One of the songs that you play when all the confusion in your head i just too much.
In those moods it hits you....you sit very still as this melodic captivating riff....that sweeps you up and you find yourself concentrating on this tiny but perfectly formed peiece of music.
The beautiful vocals. The slow-steady beat.
That wonderful slide of fingers on nylons.
Ain't nothing better.
The hair on my neck danced a little.
I take my ipod out so i can play it on repeat until it works it's magic and soothes my jagged heart and soul.
This song is lovely, right down to the giggle.
You knock on her door
She don’t recognise your voice no more
So she got on an aeroplane
Na na na na na so long after
Strip down from the fever
Laid down in a hotel bed
Wouldn’t take no phone calls at all
Didn’t want no more voices in her head
And that’s the way that you feel