Luyện nghe bài hát Cross Against The Moon

Moonlight across a picture of a Marilyn Monroe
While the corn stocks outside her bedroom window
A strong Nebraska wind those prairie fields flat
She reads those bible to her calico cat

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

It's the cross the moon
A restless in a pink bedroom
Sweet seventeen and the silver
Yellow, brick road and technicolor
Nothing's black and white, wrong or right

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

Her daddy said Sundays in gospel tents
Would keep the stars stealing her innocence
She wants to live her life these doubts and fears
But the of brimstone burning whispers in her ears

So she the battle of what 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 in her suitcase, pens off to Hollywood

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

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