from a baby Like sunshine feeding daisies Like the love hidden deep in your heart Hot love, cold love, no love at all A portrait of guilt is hung on
of romantic scenes After midnight in the stillness of the barracks latrine. Repeat Chorus: Hot love, cold love, no love at all. A portrait of guilt
details of romantic scenes After midnight in the stillness of the barracks latrine. Repeat Chorus: Hot love, cold love, no love at all. A portrait of
romantic in the way that you handle these things. It's all about your fashion, your good looks and your makeup oh God we've got enough of that to last a