Sitting on a wooden seat in front of the Rhine River, drinking beer.
The seat next to me is occupied by two lovers kissing.
People are walking in a rainy day
No one gives a fuck.
Oh God, I'm happy!
โCan a perfume bring back memories?
Oh God, love, it certainly canโt.
But it can bring you back to them.
It can take you back to every single moment youโve ever smelled it.
It could be a fuckin' time machine.โ