Luyện nghe bài hát Neverwhere

She the night
But the dark's all
And his heart the hunter
A bride
suicide
So it slow

Waiting for the witching hour
Feeling the and the surge of power
She's to know

She makes her way to the door
she'll say that she did not really go there
To
where

And then the
Strange free and
The of the mother

The cold eyes
The same old
The same as one

Together they for the witching hour
Felling the heat and the push of
They to know

Left he's the uninvited
Maybe the door will if he
Waits
At

The hand that rocks the in the morning
Could be round the corner with a gun
Before you the time to say I'm sorry
Remember she's been
And all the she's done

And the prize
Time to
But one last
Be

It's just too
And he belong
So we go

Waiting for the hour
Needing the shock and the of power
He wants to

They make their way down to the forbidden
She waves him in at
And he's gone
To