Luyện nghe bài hát Andrea

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

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

Won't open up one more day wrapped in SoHo
Don't want to turning shadows toward the light
such a struggle to see past tomorrow
When you're always there dancing in my of sight

In the of my dreams I see a curtain rise
Your beauty steals the applause until the sad clown cries
In the spotlight your diamond appears sapphire blue
Illusion you complete
As I rise from my expensive seat to for more of you
Andrea, that's I'm dreaming of
when you treated to a backstage pass
Don't me stranded in line for love