A direct love speech from Annie to our shared heart

- Man, want us to go back... 

- Deep inside a track... 

- Into 2004...

- Loving you is wanting more... 

- Grab I a sugar packet... 

- Paper snapped.. 

- You and me by Venice... 

- Gloriously inside a kiss... 

- Mouth with chewing gum... 

- Counting till none... 

- Us having fun... 

- Time splits beside... 

- More than a solo ride... 

- 2013...

- Not a bloody dream... 

- 2008...

- Never late... 

- 1997...

- Visioning us heaven... 

- Into Mogwai's cake's slice... 

- Feelings never on ice... 

- Stare I at my purse... 

- Packets were being under some curse... 

- Sugar did melt by the coffeeshop... 

- Body does rock... 

- Inside Moscow's entrails... 

- Holding you closely with my nails... 

- Lost at Berlin... 

- Alexanderplatz not having coffee cream... 

- Inside Kyoto do find our heart... 

- Never playing a part... 

- Back again... 

- Lisbon being a bloody shame... 

- Glasgow's inside a game... 

- You and me did came... 

- Not feeling us lame... 

- At Madrid being just... 

- Barcelona as a question of lust... 

- Paris gave me a chill... 

- We together feel... 

- London does us awake...

- Show starts never late... 

- Nearing Saint Petersburg's dock... 

- Felt ourselves into sudden shock... 

- At Milan consciously... 

- Throughout Florence being thy honeybee... 

- From Warsaw to Stuttgart... 

- Carrying our heart... 

- Kaunas to behold... 

- Riga made of gold.. 

- By Tallinn feeling cold... 

- Athens, city of light... 

- Sparta during the night... 

- Visiting Helsinki... 

- Again you and me... 

- Not counting till 3...

- Land of ice and fire... 

- Reykjavik's desire... 

- Stockholm without a syndrome... 

- You and me by the Velodrome... 

- Marseille gazes at the sea... 

- When we visit Sicily... 

- Flea flying from Brussels to Amsterdam... 

- Not thinking about glam... 

- Sarajevo did us call... 

- No map by our house hall... 

- Carrying paper from Belgrade to Zagreb... 

- Weaving no web... 

- Copenhagen made us turn... 

- Sky didn't burn... 

- From Oslo till Prague... 

- Kafka being a rag... 

- Forgetting not Bucharest... 

- Camus' words without test... 

- Porto did smile... 

- Being our love's isle...