Luyện nghe bài hát Metaphor

I believe the mysteries in your
The secret codes, the winding roads you

But when all is said and all is
The blinded is waiting for the sun

of the most beautiful sights in the world
Are the we create of the unknown

You're just the
I've waited for

And when the clouds breathe in cheap perfume
wonder, love, if you're from above
Or spent the in the devil's dressing room

'Cause the most beautiful in the world
Are the we create of the unknown

You're the metaphor
I've waited for

Oh, a metaphor
That I've for
No one's holding you
Not left, right, or