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, droppin'
The band's out shoppin', not stoppin' ears pop
Cops protect shops, lots of cabs and bellhops
And it never

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

We fly 22 to Heathrow
But there's not long to go
Tonight will be a brilliant
you know I miss you

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

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

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

So I stay up late with a tape or
My bed is travellin' at 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 has gone
Wo, wo
My love has
Wo, wo

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

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

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

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

No earthly ships ever bring
Him