Runaway Love by Alice Gold

I remember the first time I heard this song: summer break, St. Mark’s Place, lower east side, New York City, giggling at strangers conversations, Pinkberry, pomegranate mango swirled frozen yogurt, the taste of the powered garlic from the two slices of pizza before still lingering on my tongue, dreams of Berlin in June 😍

I was addicted. I wrote some lyrics on a napkin to find it later and here I am still listening.

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