Luyện nghe bài hát Byrd Joel

My sleeps in blue
Warm and naked, and pretty
I feel the seventh
Of the in the motion

I a brand new sickness
over me like a storm
Used to feel so beside her
next to her my arm around her

She fell like
were carried out on my old wind
Landed down in the
Of this lonely grip of winter

She brought these gifts of
I down in my pocket
I set them on my
And on the by my bed

She and won't come back again
From pretty dreams that her
My baby won't come back
I feel so without her

I hear your magic
On the analogue of this
I hear the talk
With the coolest transparent star

Will be any danger
If our talk is under roof?
And can you know a
So quickly under this

So go away, come again
I'll shut you out, I'll you in
Don't go away, come back
I so lost

She sleeps in royal
And room down past the big dry
The of music there
And reaches you

And gets you past the
Of [Incomprehensible]
And pulls the deepest
Out of this lonely crippled winter

She sleeps and won't come again
From dreams that keep her
My baby won't come back
I am so lost her

So go away, come back
I shut you out, I you in
Don't go away, come again
I feel so