Luyện nghe bài hát Small December

Small on the loose
It's wrecking hearts and it's wrecking
Try to push your love
But it'll haunt me 'til my day

The city in winter's night
I greet the cold but I to fight
Try to my love away
But it'll haunt you your dying day

And it's time
And it's high
For the ball to come

Your voice, it haunts this
Folding and tearing space
I lost my mind to my way
And I will love you my dying day

And high time
And high time
For the ball to come

And it's high
And it's time
For the wrecking to come

And I don't
To you anymore
haunting me
I'm 'til the day I die

And high time
And it's time
For the wrecking ball to

And it's high
And it's time
For the wrecking ball to

Small on the loose
It's wrecking hearts and it's wrecking
We try to push the away
But it'll us 'til our dying day