Luyện nghe bài hát Fine Art Of Holding A Woman

Kevin Grantt/Lesile Satcher
Arms, as timbers
Folding around her velvet
That's the fine art, of holding a
Eyes, that never leave
that whisper
That's the fine art, of holding a
reason, you kiss her, just to breathe her
Without words, you her, that you need her
When you part, you always leave a burning
That's the fine art, of holding a
That's the fine art, of a woman
And only moments after her
She can see you still want her
That's the fine art, of holding a
Without reason, you kiss her, just to her
Without words, you her, that you need her
When you part, you always leave a fire
the fine art, of holding a woman
That's the fine art, of a woman
That's the fine art, of holding a