Luyện nghe bài hát Proof

Soon our fortunes be made, my darling
And we will leave loathsome little town
Silver bells jingling from your black lizard boots, my
Silver to trim your wedding gown

It's true the tools of love down
passes
A mid
It seems mindless, but it
Sometimes I see you
As if reading glasses
And smile seems softer than it was

Some people call you up
Tell you something that you know

Sane go crazy on you
Say man, that was not
The we made
I got to go, I got to

Faith is an island in the sun
But proof, yes
Proof is the bottom for everyone

My face, my
Don't anymore
My sex, my
at the door

Some people gonna you up
Tell you something you already know

Sane go crazy on you
Say ''No man, was not
The we made
I got to, I got to

Faith is an in the setting sun
But proof, yes
Proof is the bottom line for

Half moon hiding in the clouds, my
And the sky is with signs of hope
Raise weary wings against the rain, my baby
Wash tangled curls with gambler's soap

Some people call you up
Tell you something that you already
Sane go crazy on you
Say ''No man, was not
The we made
I got to, I got to, I got

Faith is an in the setting sun
But proof, yes
Proof is the bottom line for