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' ears pop
Cops protect shops, of yellow cabs and bellhops
And it never

I'm waitin' to do an interview, so to tell you
Today I feel enough to smell 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 show
you know I miss you

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

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

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

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

My love has
Wo, wo
My love has
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 pass
Gleamin' with the flash of from the glass on the windscreen

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

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

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

No ships will ever bring
Him