Luyện nghe bài hát In a Woman's Life

1) as sung in cruz february 26, 1996

Somewhere between right and is a love song
Its tongue hits the target but it's phone number is wrong
It through calluses of gentler things
It speaks of
But I think you know what that word means
love is a bitter seed that only the blind can see
If this is love is
Then I there's no love song left in me

Somewhere right and wrong is reality
Justice and speak foolishly of impractical things
kisses are as kind as candles
Your are as giving as stone
Your mind is kind as hitler's until night leaves you alone
love is something I must do but never be
If is what love is
I guess there's no love song left in me

I didn't mean to fall into
It's just I trip in the lights
aw man it's hard to see that clearly and not put up a fight
But I knew I wpould break and not
Just at this trouble I'm in
I need to
This is how the unhappy dies

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

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

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

between right and wrong is reality
Justice and shame speak foolishly of impractical
I'm tired of your laughter
I am tired of your eyes
This love is so rotten it's to attract flies
Your is something that must do but never be
If is what love is, then I guess there's no love song left in me

I didn't mean to fall into
I trip in the lights
Cause aw man it's hard to see clearly and not put up a fight
I knew then I break and not bend
Just look at trouble I'm in
I to realize
This is how the half dies

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