Luyện nghe bài hát The Pillow

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

Her face is etched memories
She finds now joy amid the
It's hard you've been paid to please
So she turns her to the pillow

Daylight comes, she rests her
The of an empty bed
She dreams of happy
Instead of brooding on

She her dreams of shining knights
For pushers, and money fights
For nameless faces in red
So she her head to the pillow

Those black eyes, don't hurt any more
She's heard the jokes and before
felt the long 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 feel like on
And now she hurts when it's all
And she turns her to the pillow

She takes a blade and her skin
Sweet life's force from within
The white clouds in her grow dim
And she turns her face to the

Sunlight creeps across her
Pale in a crimson bed
No of happy days ahead
She'll have no tomorrows