Luyện nghe bài hát Artist

I know that an artist,
but you're the hardest one to with.
that you conceal
is on your canvas.

You find all of your ugly
in all of the things I beautiful.
Do you see the is coming?
Come, I'm into you.

You perceive all of these
I'd have known.
Love, you turn off the lights?
we're home.

You me in pastel,
that don't tell of any boldness.
That's the way love to see me:
so delicate, so weak, so purpose.

But your eyes are drawn of
black, they're so cold, they're so imperfect.
Because see a sleeping world,
where waking worth it.

You perceive all of things
that I'd never known.
Love, will you turn off the
We're home.