Luyện nghe bài hát The Pillow

A smile for passing car
And when they stop with ajar
She and whispers, "Que sera"
And her thoughts to the pillow

Her face is etched with
She now joy amid the sleaze
It's hard when you've been paid to
So she turns her to the pillow

Daylight comes, she her head
The of an empty bed
She dreams of days
of brooding on tomorrow

She swapped her dreams of shining
For pushers, bars and fights
For faces in red light
So she turns her head to the

Those eyes, they don't hurt any more
She's heard the and jibes before
She's felt the arm of the law
So she turns her to the pillow

Daylight comes, she her head
The of an empty bed
She dreams of days
Instead of brooding on

drugs was not for fun
It made her like going on
And now she hurts when it's all
And she turns her face to the

She a blade and breaks her skin
Sweet life's force flows from
The clouds in her head grow dim
And she turns her face to the

Sunlight creeps her head
Pale in a crimson bed
No dreams of days ahead
She'll no more tomorrows