Luyện nghe bài hát The Color of Your Eyes

He me of you
In younger days
Softly, eccentric and set in his

He me of you
Its and yet
How can he remind me of someone
That I've met

And P.S. I wish that you and I be friends
Wouldn't that be a lovely
P.S. how sweet to be writing to you
If I the color of your eyes

We went for tea at an outdoor
Oh and his eyes are blue by the way
We and we talked
You should have there
And then he on about Melville and Whitman
I'm on air

And P.S. I blushed he offered his arm
And we walked under fair skies
And oh how I wish you'd been with us too
And I knew the color of your

He made it like I'd known him from long ago
Laughed at my
Though scarcely seemed apropos
I'm more like a girl and less like a child

Oh what a man never forget
But really the only man I've met
Then he took the
And I heaved a
And Julia got angry cause he left even saying goodbye

And P.S. it's late and I can't get to
So I'll lay out my on the line
What do I care if there's blue in his
If someday you're into mine

One day
You'll be looking into