Luyện nghe bài hát More Than Melody

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

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

So morning come and I'm nervously
In these sheets not my own and these hands where they 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 your hands, in hands, in your hands

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

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

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

Hey Mr. Love, I'm too to sing
But he is more melody to me