Luyện nghe bài hát More Than Melody

Hey Mr. Love, I've been and still
a hole in my heart only a man can fill
But had a blistered love and we're sharing a bed
But he's not in a to be readily left in my hands
In my hands, in my hands, in my

Hey love, it up
'Cuz I'm closer
And I love, give it up
This poetry and prose and words are not
'Cuz more than melody to me, I think

So morning and I'm nervously clad
In these sheets not my own and these hands where don't belong
And I'm all but a victim in my head
I should run for my gun but I'm lying instead in hands
In hands, in your hands, in your hands

And you say hey love, it up
I'm getting closer
And I want love, it up
poetry and prose and words are not enough
'Cuz more than melody to me, I think

And out our hands before us
All the world will and whore us
My heart, oh Lord, is in your

In your hands, in my
In your hands in my
In my hands, in hands
In my hands, in my hands, in my
Ooh,

Hey Mr. Love, I'm too tired to
But he is more than to me