Luyện nghe bài hát Postcards

My love has
His boots no longer by my
He at dawn and as I slept I felt him go

Hmm, hmm
New York, New York, droppin'
The out shoppin', not stoppin' till ears pop
protect shops, lots of yellow cabs and bellhops
And it never

I'm waitin' to do an interview, so to tell you
Today I feel close enough to you
Additional dates they were just fell through
out

We fly 22 to Heathrow
But not really long to go
Tonight will be a brilliant
Lettin' you I miss you

than four hits the floor at a party
Send my to everybody
Please, my love to everybody
Send my to everybody

Honey, I'm from D.C., feelin' queasy
Stayin' on the road isn't easy
The TM recommends an
One of them could resist

I miss you like a lock in the
What's more, I go to sleep my Walkman 'cause half the crew snored
mean to be a bore, everybody's been great
But fifteen of us in a bus state to state

So I up late with a tape or meditate
My bed is at fifty-five M.P.H.
When we make it to L.A., I'll still be miles
It's not my best day, I'm a get some rest, God

My love has
Wo, wo
My love has
Wo, wo

We just stopped at a diner so I'm time to write a few lines
I'm fine, sunshine, the bus
Reclinin' by the grass as the pass
Gleamin' with the of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen

As for us, too much to relate
done five gigs yet we're only in our third state
America's big, you'd love how they pile up your
place in the world even I can gain weight

Our date is Wilmington, Delaware
Open air, a rumor Melle Mel'll be there
Anyway, all my love, God bless, I'm
I really miss watching you get dressed in the

My has gone
Wo, wo
My love has
Wo, wo
My has gone

No earthly ships will bring
Him