Luyện nghe bài hát In a Woman's Life

1) as sung in santa february 26, 1996

Somewhere right and wrong is a love song
Its tongue hits the target but it's phone number is always
It speaks through of gentler things
It speaks of
But I don't think you what that word means
Your love is a bitter seed that only the can see
If is what love is
Then I guess there's no song left in me

Somewhere between right and wrong is
Justice and shame speak foolishly of impractical
Your are as kind as candles
hands are as giving as stone
Your mind is kind as hitler's until night you feeling alone
love is something I must do but never be
If this is what is
Then I guess there's no love song in me

I didn't to fall into darkness
It's just that I trip in the
Cause aw man it's hard to see that and not put up a fight
But I I wpould break and not bend
Just look at trouble I'm in
I to realize
is how the unhappy half dies

Somewhere between good and bad is every lie I have ever told
They all come down but deeds don't count it's what cards you hold
But I'm tired of your laughter
I am of your hungry eyes
This love is so
It's startin' to attract
Your is something that must do but never be
Its is made of jealousy and insecurity
Your love is a bitter seed that only the can see
If is what love is
If this is what is
Then I guess there's no love left in me.

2) as in madison, nj on april 13, 1996

Somewhere between and wrong is a love song
Its tongue hits the target but it's phone is always wrong
It speaks through calluses of things
It of charity
But I don't think you know that word means
Your love is a seed that only the blind can see
Well, if is what love is
Then I there's no love song left in me

Somewhere between right and wrong is
Justice and shame speak foolishly of things
I'm of your grey laughter
I am of your hungry eyes
love is so rotten it's starting to attract flies
Your love is something must do but never be
If this is what love is, then I guess there's no love left in me

I didn't to fall into darkness
I just trip in the
Cause aw man it's hard to see that clearly and not put up a
I knew then I would break and not
look at this trouble I'm in
I need to
This is how the unhappy dies

Somewhere between good and bad is lie I've ever been told
But it all comes done your good deeds don't count it's what cards you
Your kisses are as as candles
Your hands are as as stone
Your mind as as hitler's until night leaves you feeling alone
Your is a bitter seed that only the blind can see
Its blade is made of and insecurity
Your is something I must do but never be
If is what love is
Yeah, if this is love is
Then I guess there's no song left in me