Luyện nghe bài hát The Gift

You're on my nearly all of the time
picture face in the sun
when I'm on the verge of the urge
love leads me on

So sweetly you stir up my and I'm
closing the door
in raptures at catching the gift of smile
and I need nothing

Oh, a treat from my head to my feet
every that I take
my lucky streak is so unique
it will never

So sweetly you stir up my and I'm
closing the door
in raptures at catching the of your smile
and I need more