Luyện nghe bài hát Phone Booth In Heaven

Oh, where are we goin'? Oh, where we been?
Our, hush-a-bye angel, she's and tucked in
I drive around town, while you sit and watch the
what you think with your heart and what I feel with my brain

For those who plant nothing, but the seeds of their
is a phone booth in Heaven that no one is calling
It sits on a highway that leads
drop you a line next time I find myself there

Remembering them days, how we wore our well
There's some say, that Heaven can't exist Hell
Well, if the proof's in the pudding, and that axiom's
Somehow, the of the matter escaped me and you

For those who plant nothing, but the seeds of falling
There is a phone booth in that no one is calling
the ghosts of redemption might whisper odd promises
I for one put much faith in them specters

Now, the blueprint for sorrow is to put off the hurt
'Til the price of tomorrow, more than love's worth
'Til what's begged and what's is just the hollow remains
Of some beautiful that we cling to in vain

For those who plant nothing, but the seeds of their
There is a booth in Heaven that no one is calling
The truest heard there is, the word that's unspoken
'Cause you can't mend what the good Lord to be broken

Oh, where are we My darlin', oh, where?
Our sweetheart's in dreamland, please, let her stay
We are two separate people, two separate ways
we come to our senses, it's our sweetheart that pays