Luyện nghe bài hát The Color of Your Eyes

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

He me of you
Its and yet
How can he really remind me of
I've never met

And P.S. I wish you and I could be friends
Wouldn't be a lovely surprise
Cause P.S. how to be writing to you
If I knew the of your eyes

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

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

He made it seem like I'd him from long ago
at my jokes
Though they seemed apropos
I'm feeling more like a 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 a sigh
And Julia got angry cause he left without even 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 blue in his eyes
If someday you're into mine

One day
You'll be looking into