Luyện nghe bài hát Soft Place To Land

Sugar, butter,
Sometimes I see her
My mother the
She'd say, "Nothing's child"

A dream believing
To taste the real thing
Like stranger you recognize
So pure, so pure, so
So sure, so sure, so
To those little inside
May we all be so

But are elusive
The we've gotten used to
Is nothing I can
Nothing I can hold, nothing I can have, nothing that I
come and they go

But hold them and them (but hold them and keep them)
And know you need them (and know that you need them)
When your point's all that
You have a dream is a soft place to