Luyện nghe bài hát The Night

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

You're a bedtime story, the one that keeps the curtains
And I hope you're 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, you're the

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

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

Here I stand I'm all alone, drive me down the pitch black
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 you're waiting for me, 'cause I can make it on my own
I can it on my own

You're the paint can falling off the wall at the that slams
At the end of the where 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 good charm
The prayer, the extra layer, the [Incomprehensible]