Luyện nghe bài hát Paper Chase

You can't erase the chase
She'll make you in the bright merry morning
She'll run and hide and leave you the
Promises behind her as she runs the square

You can't win the race, she set the pace
You'll hear her laughing just behind the fences
Throw back the gate and the piece of paper
on the curbstone but the lady won't be there

And later in the day, you will be for a way
To let her know, you're ready for her game to end
it's getting dark and then

You'll see her face, a of lace
And go running through the last sweet dying day dreams
Calling her name but she's been home an
Laughing at the mirror and she combs her paper

And later in the day, you will be for a way
To let her know you're for her little game to end
'Cause it's getting and then

You'll see her face, a of lace
And go running through the last sweet dying day dreams
Calling her name but she's been home an
Laughing at the mirror and she combs her paper