Luyện nghe bài hát Postcards

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

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

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

We fly September 22 to
But there's not really to go
Tonight will be a show
Lettin' you know I you

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

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

I miss you like a in the door
more, I go to sleep with my Walkman 'cause half 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 late 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 some rest, God

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

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

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

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

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

No earthly ships will ever
Him