Luyện nghe bài hát Making Plans (Acoustic)

Time held its
A spell of rapture
Across the
A memory had captured

And through the
Though distance lay us
I your torch
To the darkness

And I lose myself
In that orange moment
your upturned face
Seemed to answer all my
But when I myself
As I do from time to now
Where it all wrong
Is there really any point in plans?
In plans?

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

But we lost ourselves
In that orange glowing
And your upturned
Seemed to answer all my
But when I asked
As I do from to time now
it all went wrong
Is really any point in making plans?
In making

And I still myself
I lose myself
plans