Luyện nghe bài hát Loss, Strain, And Butterflies

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

No one heard a single
And as the clock ticked from door
I could her breathing

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

I can't sleep but I've been told
It's a lonely called growing old
Let me sometimes

I'm looking for a soul to to
Girl you think about that?

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

Hello have you been
Did you a piece of something wrapped around
The side of your life
To you feel better

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

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

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

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

Is it the total for the wages of our sins?
And have you made yourself a
In a that you can't win

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

This time, does it all come
To loss and strain and
on down to me