Luyện nghe bài hát I Was Born In Omaha

I was born in
In my mother's arms
After all our fight was
I bet it felt good to lie there
Drinking in the lights
And breathing the tubes
As our lovers the room with conversation
I was named to bear you
A in a parade
My fingers tugging at the chord
And so much skin
That I still fill it in
Wonder whose it have been
it don't fit me comfortably
And the stopping in
To see that you are
To up the blinds
And you with sunshine
I was in Omaha
To steal her skeptic
My piano fingers at the chord
life in a bubble can be
The thing sometimes
With the world just by
Outside your
Dream