Luyện nghe bài hát Postcards

My has gone
His no longer by my door
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' till pop
protect shops, lots of yellow cabs and bellhops
And it never

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

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

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

Honey, I'm writin' D.C., feelin' queasy
Stayin' healthy on the road easy
The TM an antigen
One of them resist again

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

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

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

We just at a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines
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 gigs yet we're only in our third state
America's big, you'd love how they pile up plate
Only in the world even I can gain weight

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

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

No earthly will ever bring
Him