Luyện nghe bài hát Lovers In Our Heads

Mary's driving home
crying again
Johnny left her for girl

She's embarrassed by her
And haunted by her
And everyone's reacting the same
As she feared would

And are we more
the fruit of another
Never our own barren branches?

And are we consumed
With casting stones at each
While ignoring the in our beds
Our own beds in our

Mary's driving again, turns on the radio
'Cause no one's songs about divorce
She use a verse or two
Anything that brings a few moments of light
In the middle of this

And are we concerned
With the of another
noticing our own barren branches?

And are we consumed
With stones at each other
While ignoring the in our beds
In our

God hears her
As her tears fall the grains of sand
And we His heart
is keeping us from being His hands, His hands?

Mary's home again, turns off the radio
'Cause no writing songs about divorce yet