Luyện nghe bài hát Imagination

I at photographs of you
Sweat and till the sun comes through
I think of I ought not to

I've hung memory on the wall
A life-size portrait ten feet
I feel my begin to crawl

I see you take a breath
And out of the cameras you come
Is it you

Must be my
be my imagination

Must be the shock of the moon
The entertainment of a lonely
The devil that same old tune

'cause something strange is to me
in the land of make believe
Please me up and swallow the key

I feel your fingers running through my hair
I feel the touch of you

be my imagination
Must be my