Luyện nghe bài hát Scar

What does this look to you?
A mark so fine you see
You have one like it too
A vine, a mark so fine

'Cause I love you all I am
And you love me you are
As as a twisting vine
A mark so fine but a scar

Fear plays dumb then the soul
Like a with a fishing pole
He whistles but he sing
It's an awful tune but very

I find that I am too
And your window is like a
That I sit like a vagabond
Who his fear just like a scar

The of our outrageous fortune
Like a parade, it a path
Light on our foolish way
And on our aftermath

If I love you to save
And you me because we are
So to think that our parade
Could leave a path but not a

And I love you all I am
And you love me what you are
As as a twisting vine
A mark so fine but a scar