Luyện nghe bài hát Few Minutes on Friday

She kills, with films
The of day to day
And I until the weekend comes
So I can clear uselessness from my brain

I count the days until she
Those minutes when she is mine
As we walk my front door to her car
We are so close and

But that will
In a room with the warmth
Of others, of company
is too much company

There is too much

So I my wounded pride
And off into the other cars
If I could just the words to tell her
how I feel

I the ways that I might say it
But I that none of them will work
Because she won't feel the
come this far

But I go through with it
Because the truth hurt
Too much, it too much
hurts too much

She goes to the West Coast
To drink in the
And I will here in these dead plains
And try to a seed grow
And I pray for rain
If I thought that it help