Luyện nghe bài hát Smother Love

The true romance is the repression
you seek, that you dream of, that you look for in the streets
That you find in the magazines, the cinema, the glossy
And the music you round and round looking for the props
The silken robe, the perfect ring
Will give you the illusion when it mean a thing
Step outside into the street and staring from the
Is perfection of the that makes you feel so small
Romance, can you dance? D'you fit the description?
Do you love me? Do you me?
Do you want me for your
Do you love me, say you me
So you know I'm the one
Tell me I'm your everything, let us a home
We can build a for two, with little ones to follow
The proof of our that justifies tomorrow
Romance,
Do you me? Say you do
We can leave the world and make it just for two
Love don't make the world go round, it holds it right in
Keeps us thinking love's too pure to see another
Love's another skin-trap, another weapon
Another way to men slaves and women at their beckon
Love's another sterile gift, another condition
That us seeing just the one and others not existing
Woman in a holy myth, a of mans expression
She's sweet, defenceless, golden-eyed, a gift of gods
If we didn't have these for love, of tokens and positions
We'd find ourselves as lovers still, not of possessions
It's a natural, a romance, without the power and greed
We can fight to life the cover if you want to sow a
Do you love me? Do Do you? Don't you see they aim to smother
The actual of seeing all the others?