Luyện nghe bài hát Cross Against The Moon

Moonlight streaks across a picture of a Monroe
the corn stocks rattle outside her bedroom window
A strong Nebraska laying those prairie fields flat
She reads those stories to her calico cat

She stares into the at the cross around her neck
And hears her daddy's sermons echo her head
Then she closes her eyes and into a dream
Sees her name on a sign beside James Dean

It's the against the moon
A restless in a pink bedroom
Sweet seventeen and the screen
Yellow, brick road and dreams
Nothing's and white, nothing's wrong or right

Just that she hopes to answer soon
It's the against the moon
Whoa, against the moon
Oh,

Her daddy Sundays spent in gospel tents
keep the stars from stealing her innocence
She wants to live her without these doubts and fears
But the sound of brimstone whispers in her ears

So she fights the battle of she wants to be
Trying to find the courage to chase her dreams
She looks up to Marilyn, says, "You're good"
She puts her bible in her suitcase, pens off to

It's the against the moon
A girl in a pink bedroom
Sweet seventeen and the silver
Yellow, road and Technicolor dreams
Nothing's black and white, wrong or right

questions that she hopes to answer soon
It's the cross against the
Whoa, cross the moon
Cross the moon