Luyện nghe bài hát Cross Against The Moon

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

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

It's the against the moon
A girl in a pink bedroom
seventeen and the silver screen
Yellow, brick road and technicolor
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
Oh,

Her daddy said Sundays in gospel tents
Would keep the from stealing her innocence
She wants to live her life without these and fears
But the sound of brimstone burning whispers in her

So she the battle of what she wants to be
hard to find the courage to chase her dreams
She up to Marilyn, says, "You're looking good"
She her bible in her suitcase, pens off to Hollywood

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

Just questions that she hopes to soon
the cross against the moon
Whoa, cross the moon
against the moon