Salad Warmth Of The Hearth текст песни, слова песни Warmth Of The Hearth Salad
Salad - Warmth Of The Hearth
I can't even chant in the bath
I'm so alone
I'm coming home
I need the warmth of the hearth
The antique phone
Here comes the hearth
We're almost there baby
I'm on the path
Missing you already
Here comes the hearth
We're almost there baby
On the path
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