Luyện nghe bài hát Pinky

I don't to wake you
But I'd to tell you that I love you
That the candlelight like a crescent
Upon feather pillow

For there's ways than one
And the ways of the are a blessing
For when dreaming
She owes the nothing
And her silence keeps us

Pinky's as perfect as the Fourth of
Quilted and timeless, seldom
The trial and the of my master plan
Now she rolls like the dice in a gambler's hands

You don't want to me
But somehow you've guessed I know
Oh when dawn this morning
You discovered a feeling burned
Like a flame in soul

For there's and honey
And breakfast in bed on a tray
Oh it's ten below
And we're about to abandon our for the day

as perfect as the Fourth of July
Quilted and timeless, seldom
The trial and the of my master plan
Now she like the dice in a poor gambler's hands