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 a single word
And as the clock from next door
I hear her breathing

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm for a soul to cling to
Girl what you think that?

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

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

Is it the total for the wages of our sins?
And you made yourself a victim?
In a game that you win

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

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