This song though: "Julien"

♪I'm forever haunted by our time♪

It begins as it ends; in the state of  always and forever being haunted. 

A relationship that only lasted for one summer, couldn't possibly have any life-changing effect, right? In the case of Carly Rae Jepsen's Julien, we are sorely mistaken. 

Though the relationship in question is only described as a moment, it goes to show that it's not just about how much time together was spent but how one chose to spend it. What we have here can either be the most ridiculous pop song we might ever had the pleasure to sing and dance to; or a love song, sad and desperate but nevertheless, worthy of our attention.

But who says it can't be both?

♪Every single night, I play

When you coming home? Coming home?

'Cause I've been rarin' for that day♪

There is certainly an eagerness and enthusiasm on the lover's part but is trumped by the sadness and the apparent blind hope.
There's a home; waiting and a plea; could you please, come home? I can't wait.

♪Julien, in your heart, yeah, you must believe

Julien, it was more than just a fantasy

To the end, to the last breath that I breathe♪

There's a name, Julien, and with it, comes the casual but deeply loaded affirmation, 'yeah.' It wishes to convince with force; that there is something more to that summer. This force is,  to the end and to the last breath.

♪(Ah yeah, all night, yeah, Julien, Julien)

I'll be whispering, "Julien" (Julien, Julien)

To the last breath that I breathe (Julien)♪

Doomed to forever; the dimness of the days and nights gone by, is only countered by the song's energetic dance.

♪I tried another (pause) to keep me satisfied

But all your colors are (pause) still dancing in my mind

More than just lovers, I

I'm forever haunted by our time♪

Dizzy from the dance; a pause of doubt and resistance; and a failed attempt for numbness. The memory of that summer is still dancing, still enjoying itself inside  the lover's mind. 

♪Julien, to the last breath that I breathe

Julien, it was more than a fantasy

to the end, to the last breath that I breathe♪

There's no question, it was more than a fantasy. But it's almost like someone has had enough and covered their ears; refusing to hear what comes next.

It fades into an echo, with words that are far away and almost indistinct.

It does not get clearer..

...until, it sharply returns to the dance; together with one last choke, gives in to one last plea, for Julien.