Luyện nghe bài hát Ring on The Sill

She her ring on the sill, dishes piled high
on the front porch step and the air smells like snow
She's thinking of the siege to
And how she'll miss those weekends in the park the sun on her face
And her book by her side and that lingering taste that he on her tongue

He lifts his glass from the table, it leaves a ring it stood
He sees the light the window, caress her like he knows he should
And he's remembering the first time he her and how he'd wake
And immediately he'd miss her, like a spell with breath
taste her breath like a haunting, irritating and as hell

Do you remember when you'd pray to see the day
When someone would make you feel way
you knew they would cut right through you
And once inside you were afraid they'd find nothing to on to

He puts her ring on her finger, she back his hair
He takes a sip from his glass, she the cold fall air
They're thinking of the road ahead
And the that they will need just to reach the end
And there in the they search for the balance
Between this fear that they feel and a love that has graced lives