Luyện nghe bài hát The Night

You're the night, Lilah, a little girl in the woods
a folk tale, the unexplainable

You're a bedtime story, the one that keeps the curtains
And I you're waiting for me, 'cause I can make it on my own
I can it on my own

It's too to see the landmarks, I don't want your good luck charms
I hope you're waiting for me across your of stars

the night, Lilah, you're everything that we can see
Lilah, the possibility

You're the story, the one that keeps the curtains closed
And I hope waiting for me, 'cause I can make it on my own
I can it on my own

Unknown the unlit of old, you're the sounds I never heard before
Off the map the wild things grow, another world outside my door

I stand I'm all alone, drive me down the pitch black road
Lilah, you're my only home and I make it on my own

the bedtime story, the one that keeps the curtains closed
And I hope you're waiting for me, 'cause I can it on my own
I can it on my own

You're the paint can falling off the wall at the door that
At the end of the hall where the kid rings sounds of
The battle of the earth of the angels, the shifting snow drifts so
So realistic, you carpet of stars, see there is something in the yard
awful dark with the painted strings, the cross, the good luck charm
The prayer, the layer, the group [Incomprehensible]