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 that be a surprise
Cause P.S. how sweet to be 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 talked and we
You have been there
And he went on about Melville and Whitman
I'm on air

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

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

Oh what a man I'll forget
But really the man I've ever met
Then he took the
And I heaved a
And Julia got angry cause he left without even goodbye

And P.S. it's late and I get to sleep
So I'll lay out my soul on the
What do I care if there's blue in his
If someday looking into mine

One day
be looking into mine