Luyện nghe bài hát Rear Vision Mirror

I the last time that I saw him was
West of the border where the trees are and
is not the colour of the sky

Hands buried in the pockets of his jeans
And his wild hair was powdered
Our ash

I see his face in corner
Of each and every rear vision
Of car I drive
And every face in corner
Of each and every vision mirror
me of our last night

I the last time that I saw him was
Out by McCarthy's where the pictures on the trees are all faded and torn

Wires in his and his shirt of just a year ago
in a circle
Erecting around his shoes

I see his in every corner
Of and every rear vision mirror of every car I drive
And every in every corner
Of each and every rear mirror
me of our last night

I think the time that I saw him was
Down by the and the water tower
With its rusted

Lips dry and every muscle
A to catch the sun or climb above one

I see his face in corner
Of each and rear vision mirror
Of car I drive
And every face in corner
Of each and every vision mirror reminds me of our last night