Luyện nghe bài hát The Night

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

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

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

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

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

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

Here I stand I'm all alone, me down the pitch black road
Lilah, my only home and I can't 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 at the door that slams
At the end of the where the kid rings sounds of basketball
The battle of the earth of the angels, the shifting drifts so realistic
So realistic, call you of stars, see there is something in the yard
awful dark with the painted strings, the cross, the good luck charm
The prayer, the extra layer, the [Incomprehensible]