Luyện nghe bài hát NY Nights

When my top sneakers hit the ground
On the run from heavens' hand me
I want to see face
When I fall grace, baby

me close in the New York night
A holy or a satellite
And promise me it will be
Your dreamed of a better day

Storefront gypsies tarot cards
On my TV they're still God
I'm sick of
I need another kiss,

me close in the New York night
A ghost or a satellite
And promise me it will be
Your mother of a better day

And if you ever change mind
I'd feel a lot
Looking for the crime
Or up, never baby, no

From the desert to love stained town
I still find in the underground
It's in my soul
unconditional, baby

Hold me close in the New York
A ghost or a satellite
And me it will be okay
mother dreamed of a better day and

Hold me close in the New night
Be my ghost, be my
And me it will be okay
When we down at JFK

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