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 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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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