Luyện nghe bài hát Poetry & Aeroplanes

There was a party last night, last
Cigarettes and bottles, empty bottles
Better open up window, this window
Need some air to clear my head, clear my

Alone in these strange
I think that I've traveled
and aeroplanes
I am of waiting for love

Tend to fall in the fast lane, in the fast lane
Sometimes sinking low in the high life, in the high
No happy songs of heartbreak, oh heartbreak
Or playing white misunderstood, misunderstood

Alone in strange streets
I think that I've walked enough
and aeroplanes
I am tired of waiting for

Another night I lie
In woken dreams of faith and
Hope my love don't too late
Hope my love don't come too

in these strange beds
I think that I've enough
and aeroplanes
I am of waiting for love