Luyện nghe bài hát Paint Your Picture

on my wall,
Fifteen colours,
Starting vermillion-
The first of the summer,
And don't think I'll be
Till I've to understand this,
With you out in the sunlight,
As your laughter my canvas
The sun in my fingers,
On your back the blinds,
It's out your hollows
It is in your lines,
There your curl finds spiral
As you the window,
my brush forgives itself
Spills lines your pillow,
Finds you standing in the
Of the lines laid down before
Try to trace my picture yours
Let me you in the corner,
As your trap the light
See the sunset feeling
On the wineskins of the
I seen your eyes in paintings
As Cathedrals cried
Let me your face in frescos
Hang your hair like
See you standing in the
Of you laid down before,
Try to paint my picture into
In the let me find you
As I to you by name,
body warm beside me
Not in a frame
I could never find the
Or the light that finely you
With roses in your hair
of wine, immortal perfume
As you're in the middle
Of lines you down before
to paint my picture into yours