Luyện nghe bài hát Come Calling (Her Song)

The stillness here like what he finds inside her
Hits so hard, it can steal breath forever
He sometimes wonders is the sum of their lives
Him on the floor and her lost to a in tatters

These days drinking for the pleasure of falling
And he's for the pleasure of pretending
That she's sitting by the waiting
For him to calling

If I fix me up a week of twilight hours
sit on the point and watch the sun continually flounder
Bathed in gold, we'd into some kind of power
And connect those days back before all of this went sour

'Cause I'm for the pleasure of falling
And I'm falling for the of pretending
That you're sitting by the window
For me to come

Odd how the darkness makes us whisper
the last of the sun you can feel the approach of the winter
Now is the of each day that I desperately miss her
I suppose, I learn how to live my life without her

So drinking for the pleasure of falling
And falling for the pleasure of pretending
'Cause I'm sitting by the window
For you to calling

calling
For you to calling
calling
For you to calling
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