Luyện nghe bài hát The Night

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

a bedtime story, the one that 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

too dark to see the landmarks, I don't want your good luck charms
I you're 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 keeps the curtains
And I hope you're 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 outside my

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

You're the paint can falling off the wall at the door 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 carpet of stars, see there is something in the
It's awful with the painted strings, the cross, the good luck charm
The prayer, the layer, the group [Incomprehensible]