Luyện nghe bài hát Arizona Stars

My heart is like an old
An empty suitcase in the
Some people pack their things, people see what morning brings
But in the end they
I try to the better times
Beneath the Arizona
And the morning came, it painted all the cliffs with flame
But those days so far
I try
But striving for perfection is a of time
I
But all these imperfections are
I think that arguments are truths
You only see them in a light
You stand on solid ground, but love and could not be found
So what good comes from the
I try
But striving for perfection is a waste of
I
But all these are mine
I think that life is a jack pine
We cycle through the and fire
When someone us down, we rise up through unlikely ground
And this time we grow even
I try
But striving for perfection is a waste of
I
But it wasn't all for nothing in the of life
I try
But striving for perfection is a waste of
I
But all these are mine
I try to the better times
(My is like an old apartment)