Luyện nghe bài hát Pocket

I reach in my pockets while you were climbing now,
two right-handed gloves.
I sleep by the bedside a nasty dream in my eye,
I'd hate to you now.

A pile of my is lying crumpled by the mattress,
it's pushing length now.
I in my pocket, for the bed,
tried not to rock it, I'd hate to you now.

Yeah, the pile of myself is lying by the mattress,
just it arms-length away.
I saw you by the planet, did she to rock it?
It's to cover it up.

Half in the arms of you,
and I know the end is on us, down.
Yeah, you are the one I cannot own,
and I feel as another way to die.