Luyện nghe bài hát La

Sitting on the plane looking at LA,
the getting smaller as you get further away
and I don't need ticket or photographs
or souvenirs or an old pass

cuz my heart what it knows

I roll around in those clouds with you
with wings on our heels, I wanna see how that
And now I'm back in New where the buildings are tall
and there's no evidence whatsoever you happened at all

But my heart knows it knows
My knows what it knows