Luyện nghe bài hát Making Plans (Acoustic)

Time its breath
A spell of rapture
Across the
A memory had been

And the years
distance lay between us
I carried your
To illuminate the

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

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

But then we ourselves
In that orange moment
And your upturned
Seemed to all my questions
But I asked myself
As I do from time to now
Where it all wrong
Is there really any point in plans?
In making

And I lose myself
I still myself
plans