Luyện nghe bài hát The Night

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

a 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

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

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

You're the bedtime story, the one that 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 world of old, you're the sounds I never heard before
Off the map where the wild things grow, another world my door

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

You're the story, the one that keeps the curtains 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 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, you carpet of stars, see there is something in the yard
It's awful dark with the painted strings, the cross, the good charm
The prayer, the layer, the group [Incomprehensible]