Luyện nghe bài hát An Audience with the Pope

Sweet Jesus, I'm on
She has the sweetest, darkest
And when it into her eyes
I iron and steel couldn't hold me

Good God, I'm easily
So often in to her flame
And the things she's asked me to do
see a city of saints forgetting his name

I have an with the Pope
And I'm saving the at eight
But if she she needs me
She says she needs me everybody's have to wait

(Where she be?)
Was that a or an hour?
(Where she be?)
She turns the hours days
Kill the phone, cover the
And wait for the doorbell to

(Where she be?)
No, she won't running
(Where she be?)
The is turning at her pace
Kill the phone, cover the
And wait for the to ring

I have an audience with the
And I'm the world at eight
But if she she needs me
She says she needs me gonna have to wait

I have an audience the Pope
And I'm saving the at eight
But if she she needs me
She she needs me everybody's gonna have to wait

I have an audience with the
And I'm saving the at eight
But if she she needs me
She she needs me everybody's gonna have to wait
gonna have to wait