Luyện nghe bài hát Six States Away

It's a Brooklyn morning
You're a number
And six away
I and found you home

Your voice comes
the day comes back
From a night of

getting married
And you're about her
You really me
I know exactly you mean

Oh that's so to hear
planted
All your roots there
I'm still
Like the fruit fallen the tree
Is she to you not like me
Like the wife she was to be

I remember
Off clothes
To find body
A layer of my favorite
I blowing
Mad on you
I was living I had it
Loving we had it too

I miss those night
On futon on the floor
And your drives to
And floyd
Our common
And breath
Between my
And car
That took me
state lines
And and time

I think I'll outside now
Catch a slice of
Through the
try and feel the sunset
Hiding in the
Here your
Still me
memory drains

Did I mention that I you
And I you sometimes
Not in famous
way
In that love with a way

it nice
I still don't
what you do for
Isn't it only your art
Came up in
that nice
On a rainy
I dialed and
Found you