Текст песни Brazzaville - Pillow From Home

Текст:

Late night All alone Just sitting in my hotel room Wishing I was back at home A long flight Halfway around the globe This life at 30,000 feet Well it's starting to take it's toll I got my pillow from home Here on the 33rd floor And I loaded all your photographs Into my mobile phone But they only made me miss you more I got my beat up guitar And my pocket Moleskine I packed my echinacea drops And all my speaker tapes 'Cause I'm out here on the road again I'm out here on the road again A strange light Warms my soul When I travel to a distant place To play a little rock and roll But someday Just you and me We'll be gazing at a setting sun In a little garden by the sea chorus David Brown- Vocals, guitar Brady Lynch- Bass Ivan Knight- Drums Richie Alvarez- Keys Maria Pi-Sunyer- Vocals

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