Luyện nghe bài hát Come Calling (His Song)

The stillness here what he sometimes finds inside her
Hits so hard it can steal your breath
He sometimes is the sum of their lives together
Him on the and her lost to a mind in tatters

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

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

'Cause I'm drinking for the pleasure of
And I'm for the pleasure of pretending
That sitting by the window waiting
For me to come

Odd how the always makes us whisper
With the last of the sun you can the approach of the winter
And now is the time of each day that I miss her
I I will learn how to live my life without her

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

For you to come calling, come
For you to come calling, calling
For you to calling, come calling
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