Luyện nghe bài hát Baby's Breath

There grows a weed, like a flower
Looks like breath on a mirror

My girl and I rushed atop the
The sacrifice was
It was not easy
The roots gripped soft a living grave

Oh young at the wedding
breath in her hair
A lace above her face
That last a day
it turns to hay

Good are made by hand
I'd cut a clearing in the
And for a bed
For her to cry in

And each day I out on the lawn
And I wondered what all was
Until I saw it was old me
How I run without losing anything?
How I run without becoming lean?
It was agreed, it was
It was me out the baby's breath

Oh I am a man, so help me
I'm on my knees
It was not a weed, it was a
My baby's gone, oh where has my gone?
And she was not a weed, she was a

And now I know you reap what you sow, or sing