Luyện nghe bài hát Moving Pictures

I looked at photograph album,
through your Facebook page.
I hoped I find at least one of me and you,
back in our love days.
You probably filed 'em in trash can.
Hell, I blame you if you did.
I was young and dumb, not worth the kisses you gave me.
I was easy to forget.

But all our -be's, all our once-upon-a-time's,
play on a somewhere in the back of my mind.
You keep showing up, a Hollywood fixture.
You're still the leading role in my head of moving pictures.
pictures.

No, your hasn't faded,
all the other girls' have,
and time I swear I'm getting on with my life,
a of you'll stab me in the back.
Then high definition,
in a flash:
the emerald in eyes against the champagne of the sunset
on the hood of that blue that I had.

And all our -be's, all our once-upon-a-time's,
play on a silver somewhere in the back of my mind.
You keep up, like a Hollywood fixture.
You're still the role in my head full of moving...

pictures of you onto my chest,
my name under your breath,
the promise on your finger that I keep,
and the hurt in your eyes rolling onto cheeks,
you threw it back at me.

All our -be's, all our once-upon-a-time's,
play on a silver screen in the back of my mind.
You keep up, like a Hollywood fixture.
You're the leading role in my head full of moving pictures.
pictures.

I looked at your album,
clicked through Facebook page.
I noticed you single,
couldn't help but wonder if, I might get another with you someday.