Luyện nghe bài hát Cross Against The Moon

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

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

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

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

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

So she fights the battle of what she 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

the cross against 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

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