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 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

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

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

You're the bedtime story, the one that the curtains closed
And I hope you're waiting for me, 'cause I can 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 where the wild grow, another world outside my door

Here I stand I'm all alone, drive me down the pitch road
Lilah, you're my only and I can't make it on my own

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

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