Luyện nghe bài hát Andrea

I was thrown a saxophone died on Thompson Street
Sexy radio said this day would be hard to beat
Then in a traffic jam my got stuck in self-review
planted inside of me,
Can't take down the tree that grows thoughts of you
Andrea, what were we of?
This may not as news
You me off my shoes
I misread the scale that the weight of your shove

Anticipation of your touch was sweet and slow as a
me from the dark crowded hole no one claims they dug
I can still those back steps leading to your place
Who takes my space on your case?
Whose memory sees you like a doll always with a face?
Andrea, if you knew
My love is a morning sun for you,
High above the silver names the gangs drew

Won't open up one day wrapped in SoHo sorrow
Don't want to delay shadows toward the light
It's such a to see past tomorrow
When you're there dancing in my line of sight

In the theater of my dreams I see a curtain
Your beauty steals the easy applause the sad clown cries
In the spotlight diamond dress appears sapphire blue
Illusion you complete
As I rise from my seat to cheer for more of you
Andrea, what I'm dreaming of
when you treated to a backstage pass
Don't leave me in line for love