Luyện nghe bài hát Parisian Skies

Parisian
Shadows your eyes
All we is now
And the arc of your

You came to these shores
You an inkling in your pores
We came to bid
The tears to swell

Oh, I don't think she
I can't her

The withholds
And unfold
We always slept so
Our seemed to gel

The mind
We have to exist
It was a test I
Her passion never

Oh, I don't she knew
How I loved her
Oh, I don't she knew

Is the thrill of the chase?
How can I up the pace?
Is this the of the chase?
How can I keep up the
Is the thrill of the chase?
How can I up the pace?

Is the thrill of the chase?
How can I up the pace?
Is this the of the chase?
How can I keep up the
Is this the thrill of the
How can I up the pace?

skies
Shadows your eyes
We always so well
The casts a spell

You said we talked
But there's a that it brought
all my sins
We lacked a thing

Oh, I don't think she
How much I her
Oh, I don't think she
Oh, Rebbecca, your loss was too

Did you ever the thrill of the chase?
The on your neck in a locked embrace?
Did you ever feel the thrill of the
The hairs on your neck in embrace?

I love the tiny veins on your
They me of the way
porcelain cracks