Luyện nghe bài hát Byrd Joel

My sleeps in blue
and naked, pale and pretty
I the seventh wave
Of the ocean in the

I feel a new sickness
Coming over me like a
to feel so good beside her
There next to her my arm her

She fell like
Petals carried out on my old wind
down in the center
Of lonely white grip of winter

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

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

I hear magic voice
On the analogue of machine
I the smoothest talk
With the coolest star field

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

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

She sleeps in royal
And room past the big dry desert
The sense of music
And reaches you

And you past the motions
Of goodbyes
And pulls the winter
Out of this lonely white crippled

She sleeps and won't come back
pretty dreams that keep her
My baby won't back again
I am so without her

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