Luyện nghe bài hát Making Plans (Acoustic)

Time its breath
A spell of rapture
the room
A had been captured

And through the
Though distance lay us
I carried torch
To illuminate the

And I still lose
In that orange glowing
When your face
Seemed to all my questions
But when I myself
As I do from time to now
it all went wrong
Is there really any point in plans?
In making

So I my vows
In the last low hours of
As I lay you
I you whispering a warning

But we lost ourselves
In that orange moment
And your upturned
to answer all my questions
But I asked myself
As I do time to time now
Where it all went
Is there really any point in plans?
In plans?

And I still myself
I still lose
Making