When he sings the words they aren’t words anymore, they are rhythms for your heart to beat with. I don’t hear music anymore, I feel like he has unraveled a loose end and torn it wide open and whispered into it with the kindness of a million hearts. He is right, I won’t forget it, none of us will forget it.
Oh you won’t regret it no, no.
Young girls they don’t forget it.
Love is their whole happiness.