Luyện nghe bài hát His Hands

I remember day when he walked up to me.
Wrote his down, put it in the pocket of my bluejeans.
And I fell like a feather, yeah, like that, we were together.
He was my perfect gentleman, sweet like, sweet.

And his hands felt like on my skin,
His breath hot, oh, how or how I forget
his eyes looked right through me and that was it.
Silence was the sound then, and my heart pounded.

Told me things would be leaving church that Sunday,
but the change coming was the quarters in the ashtray.
I should have known better when the last three times he swore
that he would lay another finger on me but the truth's on my face.

And his hands like thunder on my skin,
his hot, oh, how could I forget.
His looked right through me and that was it.
was the only sound then, and my heart pounded.

Oh I, thought he was all I ever wanted.
have come with a warning.
Just like you, been there too.
Oh I got bag and I got a plan.
Girl you better get out while you can... you can, while you can.

Cause his hands like thunder on my skin,
His breath hot, oh how could I
that his looked right through me and that was it.
Silence was the only sound then, was the only sound then,
silence was the only then, and my heart heart pounded.