Luyện nghe bài hát Radios Of Heaven

Now I rush to the finger of
I guess I my head off
I hope there's waiting for me
To make my payoff

and smell and touch
Have faded from
As a resort
I chose the stupidest

The first thing I did I got in the gate
Was up the left-hand dial
I got there
The track seemed to take a while

Now I can dance Nureyev
these wings on my body
St. Peter
it's too loud down in the lobby

And I hear the of God
He's on the microphone
And the in heaven
Can make a heathen feel at

All these notes out
Play havoc my heart
Every word
Is emotional and smart

There's a sunset
Happening on the
I really you to hear this song one day
So you

And I the voice of God
He's brilliant on the
And the radio in
Can a heathen feel at home, at home