Luyện nghe bài hát Birds

on me
on me
on me
on me

Birds of a feather and a cap
Poor breed songs in a two-room flat
Moist hands fold to pray for a painless
We dance on the tracks of a called Youth

Truth's on the like a toxic spill
And we wrestle in the sheets our own freewill
If we never shake hands with a phantom called
I'll still have picture in a picture frame

If you fall
Fall on me,
on me
Fall on me,
on me

Forty-acre we can call our own
a chocolate lab and no telephone
The full moon's in a lover's swoon
And the apple tree's swaying to a tune
(Save me I'm for you)

But we get to heaven if we just sit still
If we cry murder maybe no one will
riding tandem down Sycamore hill
If we hit the brakes we're gonna a big spill

If you fall
Fall on me,
on me
Fall on me,
on me

And if my hand were hold of
I'd away with you love
away with you love
Slip with you love
Slip away with you

Slip away you love
Slip away you love
away with you love
Slip away you love

Slip away you love
away with you love
Slip away with you
Slip away you love

Birds of a feather and a cap
Poor breed songs in a two-room flat
Moist hands fold to pray for a truth
We dance on the tracks of a train 'Youth'