Luyện nghe bài hát Streets of Heaven

Hello God, it's me again. 2:00 a.m., 304.
Visiting are over, time for our bedside tug of war.
This child between us may not make it through the night.
I'm back the tears as she fights for her life.

(Chorus)
Well, it be kind of crowded,
On the of Heaven.
So tell me: what do you her for?
Don't you know one day be your little girl forever.
But right now I her so much more.
She's much too to be on her own:
Barely turned seven.
So who will her hand when she crosses the streets of Heaven?

me God, do you remember the wishes that she made,
As she blew out the candles on her birthday cake?
She wants to ride a when she'd big enough.
She wants to marry her Daddy she's all grown up.

(Chorus)

Lord, don't you she's my angel
You got plenty of own
And I know you a place for her
But already got a home
I don't know if you're listenin'
But is all that's left to do
So I ask you Lord mercy, you lost a son once too

And it be kind of crowded,
On the of Heaven.
So tell me: do you need her for?
Don't you know one day she'll be your girl forever.
But right now I her so much more.
Lord, I know you've made up your mind,
no use in beggin'.
So if you take her with you today, will you make sure she looks ways,
And would you hold her hand when she the streets of Heaven.

The of Heaven.