Luyện nghe bài hát Fever Pitch

The iron sings a song for the lover
The leaver, the lonely, and
love waits
If I can then I'll meet you at the gate of St.
When the fever my mind
My god she came my name
Sounded like rain on the
While I alive
Young flame burns as a candle
Lit between our two
Just apart in the dark

Spent my summer out and (high)
On the
back blowin' through the leaves
Growin' up a preacher was all you ever

I got the rope
I got the rope
I felt the grip
When I it closer
I'm at the pitch
Not but nearin' it
Can't the fever yet
I'm savin' up my measurement

I'm at the grocery
I'm buying eggs and
Lookin' at you and not I walk
I broke my nose just god
Don't let the get you
Got god
Lost my soul in the heaven
out on aisle eleven

Spent my out and high (high)
On the
back blowin' through the leaves
Growing up a preacher was always a dream
All you ever were lines you could believe
Sang them to me
Only just a

Well I know you can't
them heels in the dark
'em off
Let's
Let me get to you
Well I don't know
But I'm quick up and
I think I could get you in a or two
Yeah if I could get a
Four, at the limit
I think I make you
Smile dinner
Kick me the table
I that's my in
And I think I for that
comes with it?

Let it
Let it
Simmer please

I got the rope
I got the holy
I the fever grip me
I needed it most (thank the lord)
I'm at the pitch now
I'm at the fever
Not quite but nearly
I it man