Luyện nghe bài hát Lady Low

Driving, on the motorway, lady
In the is smiling,
what can she see her dirty windows?

Low land, spires of the churches me,
girls on their bicycles me,
making their way their lives to quietly,

And oh now late in the evening I'm drowning,
of you all around me,
Probably best if I don't stay again tonight,

your trying to get to me slowly,
chipping away the sculptor,
and I am a block of cold, cold marble

me, when will the spell take effect then?
What can I to expect, oh
I'm to be in the time so slowly,

look at the way that you left me,
forgetting to me completely,
Stumbling round my shoelaces untied.

(interlude)

lost on the motorway, Lady
Sitting beside me smiling
to the surface and float so quietly,

But lady, it's probably best if you me,
Dragging us into the deep sea,
What would I see through your eyes if I could get