Luyện nghe bài hát Sleeping With The Telephone

f/ McEntire

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

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

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

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

(Both)
I lose him in my darkest
And my blood runs cold and my heart a beat
So I get up
I cant anymore
I hate how much I love him
But everyday I him more

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

(Reba McEntire)
awakes me from where he should be
I for him
The telephone