Luyện nghe bài hát Sleeping With The Telephone

f/ McEntire

1: (Faith Hill)
I knew who he was when I his name
But somehow is just not the same late at night
He knows the but he does what he does
He calls it duty, but I call it
So I am
While hes to some foreign land

(Both)
And I cry cuz i'm all
And the nights get so cold and
And I try not to he wont come home
But I'm with the telephone

2: (Reba McEntire)
The yellow ribbon on my neighbors
Always me that someones awake just like me
I hear the sirens and I the news
He and leaves with his gun and his blue uniform
And I pray god keeps him from harm

(Both)
And I cry cuz i'm all
And the nights get so and long
And I try not to think he wont home
But I'm sleepin' with the

(Both)
I him in my darkest dreams
And my blood runs cold and my skips a beat
So I get up
I take anymore
Sometimes I hate how much I him
But everyday I him more

And I try not to he wont come home
But I'm sleepin' with the

(Reba McEntire)
Somethin' me from where he should be
I for him
The rings