Luyện nghe bài hát The Color of Your Eyes

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

He me of you
Its and yet
How can he really me of someone
That never met

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

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

And P.S. I blushed when he his arm
And we walked under weather skies
And oh how I wish that you'd been us too
And I knew the color of eyes

He made it seem like I'd known him long ago
at my jokes
Though scarcely seemed apropos
I'm feeling more like a and less like a child

Oh what a man never forget
But really the man I've ever met
Then he the train
And I a sigh
And Julia got angry cause he left without even goodbye

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

One day
You'll be looking mine