Luyện nghe bài hát Images of Loving

Your initials on the
you chose to leave behind
Sit in my
They get played time to time

Left to me of something I'd forgot
The images of loving I lost the plot
What was love to us, just
What was love to us, the

To sit on my bed, stand by a
What were we What was love to us?

The stagecoach would get up
On a Sunday
We're by the TV
On a with no room

No room to lay out
With her there by my
One eye on her
One eye on

I wasn't made for these times
around my record deck
How green was my
How blue the eyes wept

back, I don't think
That I really
was my first lesson
With nothing to