Luyện nghe bài hát In a Woman's Life

1) as sung in santa february 26, 1996

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

Somewhere between right and is reality
Justice and shame speak of impractical things
Your kisses are as as candles
Your are as giving as stone
Your mind is kind as hitler's night leaves you feeling alone
Your love is something I must do but be
If this is love is
I guess there's no love song left in me

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

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

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

Somewhere between right and wrong is a song
Its tongue hits the target but phone number 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 seed that only the blind can see
Well, if this is love is
Then I guess there's no love song in me

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

I didn't mean to into darkness
I trip in the lights
aw man it's hard to see that clearly and not put up a fight
I knew then I would break and not
Just at this trouble I'm in
I need to
This is how the unhappy half

Somewhere between good and bad is every lie I've ever been
But it all comes done your good deeds don't count it's cards you hold
Your kisses are as as candles
Your hands are as as stone
mind as kind as hitler's until night leaves you feeling alone
Your love is a seed that only the blind can see
Its blade is made of jealousy and
Your love is something I must do but be
If is what love is
Yeah, if this is love is
Then I guess there's no love left in me