Luyện nghe bài hát Postcards

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

Hmm, hmm
New York, New York, temperature's
The out shoppin', not stoppin' till ears pop
protect shops, lots of yellow cabs and bellhops
And it stops

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

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

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

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

I miss you like a lock in the
What's more, I go to sleep with my Walkman 'cause half the crew
Don't mean to be a bore, been great
But there's fifteen of us in a bus state to

So I stay up with a tape or meditate
My bed is travellin' at M.P.H.
When we it to L.A., I'll still be miles away
It's not my day, I'm a get some rest, God bless

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

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

As for us, there's too much to
We've done five gigs yet we're in our third state
America's big, you'd love how they up your plate
Only place in the world even I can 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