Luyện nghe bài hát Bluebell

Lucy, remember the smell of fall
The of fungus and the rotting leaves
I off the wagon into your arms
Into this long of Sundays
And you were my
My wife, my
Now is our final December

Now deep in a
Losing all though of
And nothing can help me
And I'm nowhere fast
A darker day has hold at
Deep in a
I set the to spinning

And your love has too late
Away the garden gate
me up
When the blue bells are

Now that it's over after all we had
A river runs the rafters
Down, down,
Does it leave me
Dreaming only of

The phone out and I remember
But I'm going fast
A day has hold at last
in this dream
I set the calmness to

And your love has come too
Now to the garden gate
me up
When the blue bells are

Ringing, ringing,
Wanna them ringing, my love
Wanna hear ringing