Luyện nghe bài hát The Gardener

Sorry for the
I I let it down
Turn back the clocks and step
And spring might come

My misbegotten
You're a stubborn bud
If we make you open
We take it out in blood

We'll a man out of you yet
We will plant in your bed
Just close eyes and count to ten
This is as as it will get

Always a little willow, weeping
Flutter to knees
The untiled things me
Oh, the

you for the warning
But I see the sun
A little warming
hurt no one

Well a man out of you yet
A crown of thorns your head
Get off your knees and a look
This is as as it will get

At last my little
Is put to use
Youve always been a
But now you're bearing new fruit

The are all useless
But the is fertile so
I will take the from off the hook
And watch the grow

Well a man out of you yet
You won't know will hit you next
The gardener's to collect
You love, thats what you get

The gardener's coming to
The gardener's to collect
The gardener's coming to
The coming to collect
The coming to collect