Luyện nghe bài hát 80-37

Lemonade and memories
Of and purity
And the noonday sun at degrees
The I carry with me

The ice cream man at four or
we flag him down and ask for rides
And evenings when sit outside
And the cloud shapes in the sky

days are gone now and we must carry on
But I will not forget the things I learned on your front

And how we rode those dusty
On and Schwinns from Christmas sales
Made forts out of crates with nails
And only came home when our stomachs

Those days are gone now and we must move still
But I will not forget the things I understood at window sill

I walked your street again night
And to dull the sting of spite
But your door was and it made me cry
'Cause mother always kept you bright

But things they change and grow
And move in with the green paper flow
But deep inside I or maybe I'd already know
That they never find the answers

They really find the answers