I remember
Last time I saw you
You were in my bed
You were kissing me
All over my body
And I knew then…
I couldn’t admit it
I couldn’t say right then
But you’ve changed my whole life
And now baby
Your love is good as gold
And you deserve to be told
You deserve to be told!
So next time I see you
I’ll throw my arms around you on the street corner
Cuz everything inside me wants to hold you
And I realize it’s obvious that I need you
How obvious! How Obvious!
Oh baby
Forgive me when I hesitate
It’s not that I want to
It just comes natural with a past like mine
But Oh baby you did it!
Your consistency has opened up my heart
And now baby
Your love is good as gold
And you deserve to be told
You deserve to be told!
So next time I see you
I’ll throw my arms around you on the street corner
Cuz everything inside me wants to hold you
And I realize it’s obvious that I need you
How obvious! How Obvious!
Last night it hit me
And boy it hit so hard…
So next time I see you
I’ll throw my arms around you on the street corner
Cuz everything inside me wants to hold you
And I realize it’s obvious that I need you
How obvious! How Obvious!
So next time I see you
I’ll throw my arms around you on the street corner
Cuz everything inside me wants to hold you
And I realize it’s obvious that I need you
How obvious! How Obvious!
credits
from Jonny (Deluxe),
released April 5, 2024
Guitar by Waylon Rector
Additional Guitar & Bass by Johnny Aries
Gorgeous and moving, this album fills a musical void in my collection that I didn't know existed. With lyrics that speak about the human condition and instrumentals that have a medieval flair, this has become my new musical addiction 😁 Not a single note is wasted here 9RnK7
Smooth, sophisticated pop with neoclassical flourishes from the Berlin-based duo of Fabian Till and Birk Buttcherey. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2024
A truly stunning album that mentally transports you to foggy early morning streets, the pavement wet from recent rains. Dreary, but in a comforting way. Like sitting next to a window during a rainstorm, listening to the drops hit the glass while remaining warm. Never fails to make me feel safe. Crow Yo