Luyện nghe bài hát Loss, Strain, And Butterflies

He got bad and she got mad
And he one more time
And she got

No one heard a single
And as the clock ticked next door
I could hear her

And I said, "Good Mrs. Sumner
I would like you to my friend Mr. Jones
He has a made out of butterflies"

I sleep sometimes but I've been told
a lonely condition called growing old
Let me stumble

I'm looking for a to cling to
what you think about that?

This time, well, it all comes
To and strain and butterflies
it comes right down to me

Hello you been alright?
Did you find a piece of wrapped around
The light side of life
To make you better

Did you get out your sanity?
Did you a little something for the people in need?
And did you know with the rain in your
You can change the

I'm looking for a to cling to
Girl what you about that?

time, well, it all comes down
To loss and and butterflies
Then it right down to me

time, well, it all comes down
To loss and and butterflies
Then it right down to me

Is it just the total for the wages of our
And have you made yourself a
In a game that you win

And our we in
And does it all depend on loss and strain and
And does it come right to me anymore?

This time, does it all come
To loss and and butterflies?
Come on to me