Luyện nghe bài hát Crimson Ship

My was colored, painting pictures out of tune
You from nowhere in a song
It might have been the way I laughed, he the jokes
Could only me what was wrong

He took me flying on his ship
He never me his number
He took me flying on his crimson
Then he was gone and I

Who put the on all the crosses on the hill?
Why did the old man wash his
Who grew the flower that was big to kill?
And the trumpet in the van, a an

He took me flying on his crimson
He left me his number
He took me on his crimson ship
Then he was and I wondered
Oh, oh, oh, oh

When they were throwing kisses at the moon
A father his mother's son
And they knew the resurrection would be soon
The was spent, they carried on, on

He took me flying on his ship
He never me his number
He took me flying on his crimson
he was gone and I wondered

Wondered, wondered,