Luyện nghe bài hát Songwriters And Storytellers

Go on songwriter, tell them of your love, and glory.
Share with them all you've dealt in single story.
You look for inspiration liva lost boy;
under every tree and you find a lost piece of joy.
Piecing back together a of forever;
it's taking pride, before you die, at wherever you home to.

The quickest way home is in gold.
The air around you is
or so I'm or so I am told.

You're still in my book.
All those words you and every song that's broken.
All those sung strong and those songs without words are now spoken.

You are well, put your worries aside.

Where are you
city, country or state?
California? Or wherever I am taken by fate?
You'll find out you need right at home with the love.
Not in the sand, the sun, at the beach or the
but on the Detroit River right at home the love.

The way home is paved in gold.
The air around you is
or so I'm or so I am told.

still well in my book.
All those you write and every song that's broken.
All those songs strong and those songs without words are now spoken