Luyện nghe bài hát Lost

Lost on the again
Looking for to an end
Nobody which way it's gonna bend
Lost on the freeway

Walking the breezeways
Thinking of something my
I'm growing tired of Nixon's mess
Walking the breezeways

I know come a day
When say that you don't know me
And I know come a time
When there's nothing owes me anymore

in the attic again
Out of the and into deep end
got a wound, I know will never mend
Locked in the attic

I know there'll a day
When you'll say that you me
I know come a time
When there's nothing owes me anymore

on the freeway again
Looking for to an end
Nobody knows which way gonna bend
Lost on the freeway

Well, I know there'll a day
When you'll say that you don't me
And I know there'll come a
When nothing anybody owes me anymore